I can't stop posting interesting things about these 2. Grace's newsletter is behind a paywall but some of the articles are free to read, and I've been reading. Here she describes the beginning of her relationship with Danny, including another indication of how close Grace felt to Danny's family:
Our first meeting (fireworks); the early flirtations where we would text each other for hours until we fell asleep with our phones in our hands; our first fight, when we realized that it was possible to experience anger, rejection, fear, and resentment without raising our voices or speaking unkindly; my first, rejected proposal in 2016; the first time he made me a mixtape; the first time we cried together, or slept in the same bed, or kissed, or told one another that we were in love (me many weeks before him, because he “thought it was obvious, didn’t need saying”). The birth of his beautiful sister’s beautiful son, when we prayed together with absolute urgency and sincerity, and with very little sense of what it meant for either of us. The day he proposed to me, in the street outside some rando’s house a couple of miles out of the Mariposa entrance to Yosemite, and we spent the remainder of the day in a surreal, tiny, luxury spa resort an hour north of Fresno, where the decor was themed around elderflowers and everyone intuitively got our pronouns right. Or even, the way we related before we met, or at least the way I related to him - finding his website, and feeling as though I knew how to read it. The Gaston piece, the Brontë stuff, the easy-borne hyperliteracy. These aren’t days, exactly, or they’re not for me (they probably are more so for him). But they’re important, and singular. (She's pondering the idea that her upcoming wedding day should be the happiest day of her life.) Trying to distill it down: Danny's original explanation, posted on 11/28:
Two weeks ago I learned something I could not live with – asked what had been done about it – learned that nothing had been done, nor would ever – was chided for suggesting it was, in fact, morally necessary to take action immediately – estrangement from my family of origin, which had the day before been the furthest thing from my mind, became a matter of the keenest urgency.
Nov 19, from Grace:
the moment when one's partner demonstrates true moral courage
Nov 20, from Danny: taking a break from the column to deal with a family crisis
December 21: The wedding is tomorrow, this is what Grace posted on Instagam today:
“sorry if i seemed a little distracted when you were fucking me earlier...i was meditating on how to approach the next battle with transmisogyny...so i drifted...” @graceelavery, dreamily, just now
Danny and Grace got married yesterday. It was... different. For a little history, this is an Instagram with an e-mail from Joseph to Mallory before their first meeting (and prior to their transitions, obviously):
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