What defines a family? People with the same last name? What about the kid who is over at your house more often than at home? Don’t you feel toward that child the same as you do toward your own? Or that friend of yours whose been with you through thick and thin. So much so that your children refer to them as “Aunt K” or “Uncle R”? Doesn’t that count as family? As Americans we have recently had a huge debate and in my opinion we’ve come out on the side of right, as to what defines a family. Wether a family is one man, one woman. Recently many of our states have opened their minds and let go of long held convictions to recognize same sex marriage. After all who can say what love really is, and who really loves another. Now, let’s move a little beyond that. Society says that real romantic love can only exist between two people. I say that society is wrong. Just look at the Brown family from TV’s “Sister Wives” is a fantastic example of this. Now before all you nutjobs start saying, “oh, but Polygamy is wrong!” Let’s start by saying that people who live in glass houses, and all that jazz. After all who are we to say that a permanent threesome could not work, or a moresome for that matter. Look at the creations of bestselling author Laurell K Hamilton. Both Anita Blake and Merideth Gentry have a small Harem of lovers. The women love all of their men and are loved in return. I don’t mean to imply that The Brown Family has the same arrangement, from what is to be seen on TLC, Kody Brown has a seperate relationship with each wife, and yet they function as a family. Now, again, I’m gonna stop you before you nutjobs out there has a chance to get started, Warren Jeffs is a sick, pedophile son-of-a-bitch who hurt children for his own “glorification”. He deserves to fry.
That being said, why do we as a country, as a society fight so hard against love? As a predominantly Christian nation, we, as a nation behave in a decidedly un-Christ-like manner. Now, I know what you’re saying. “This is a diatribe, not a review!” I say hold your horses, I’m getting there.
The story of Sarah is about a woman who must choose between love and convention. Her stepfather has just sold some livestock to a couple of cowboys, one of whom owns his own ranch. In the middle of the night Sarah hears her stepfather and half brother plotting against the cowpokes. She sneaks down to the barn to warn them of the plot, when she finds the two making love in one of the vacant stalls. Before anyone can really say anything her stepfather comes out and assumes that she’s been screwing both men at once, and forces her marriage to the one that happened to be completely nude, Jackson. Nate the ranch owner offers to marry the girl instead, but Jackson insists. The men are what could be labeled as Bi-Sexual. Little time is lost as that fact is evident. Nate, torn by jealousy even manages to help his friend repair the rifts that have managed to form.
The three form a family unit, and become lovers only shortly before Sarah realizes that she is pregnant. In the old west their relationship would have been frowned upon, and so they kept their secret and raised a family, some of the children Nate’s, some Jackson’s, all loved and cherished, none the wiser. Today, a family like this could happen, openly, but they would still be shunned. I want to know why. As long as the home is a loving one, why should anyone have to choose between two people they love because convention and society say they must. I feel that society has gotten too big for its britches saying these unions are accepted and these others are not. Even medicine says our psyches cannot handle a triangular marriage. I say that is because we have been programmed as such. Just because it’s different doesn’t make it wrong.
Tangled Past is a fantastic novel with sensational sex. A great proof that love really does come in all shapes and sizes.
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