I had not been a Navy SEAL very long, and the situation was escalating quickly. For the past two days we had been on a mission. A Black Hawk from the aircraft carrier had dropped our Zodiac (small inflatable boat) and us miles off the mainland. We had completed the mission on land, but during that time, every single electronic device we possessed had died or stopped working properly.

We were now on our boat heading to make a rendezvous with a smaller patrol boat. We were all hungry, exhausted, and cold. Over the next four hours, the ocean and weather became malicious. The forecast had not predicted this, and we were paying for it. We all held on tightly to each other and the boat as gale force rains and frigid waves pounded the craft and nearly capsized us multiple times through the night. We literally had nothing but a compass, a direction, and each other…

Make no mistake about it; we are in the middle of a storm. Generations before have only been able to whisper of equality, and many in our lifetime have been shamed, harassed, and even murdered for it. This hurricane will not end on a federal ruling or a change in State laws. In fact, consider that the eye of the storm. For states fortunate enough to make it that far, it is a brief moment in time to celebrate what has been accomplished, and to prepare for the inevitable difficulties still to come.