Getting married has been something Iāve always wanted and simultaneously knew I would never have. Iām not the easiest person to deal with. Iām particular as shit, ornery and I like my space, my independence, my solitude. But at the same time- well. Everyone wants to love. To know and say they have a family that loves them. And my birth family mightāve said they loved me. They certainly loved their daughter.Ā
It turned out they didnāt love how she insisted she was their son.Ā
You know how that kind of thing goes. It really doesnāt have too much to do with this story except giving me a complex about belonging to a family that wanted me for myself.
When I saw the ad on Craigslist, I was looking for used furniture. Scrolled too fast, accidentally opened up domestic gigs. The first listing caught my eye.
āWanted: Compassionate man to marry our recently deceased daughter.ā
The initial click was just out of morbid interest.
It read, simply enough, āOur daughter wanted to be married and we want to keep our promise to her that she would be. She has passed away, and we are seeking a kind and compassionate man to engage in a quiet, non-legally binding ceremony and become our in-law.Ā
āThis is not a joke and we are in bereavement. Please keep this in mind when considering your reply.ā
It got taken down within the next five minutes, either by the family or moderation, but Iād already texted the number provided.
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