Well, my days to dress as I like at home during some uninterrupted hours alone are coming to an end. My wife is concluding her employment and hopes to have more time at home for the kids for next several months. All well-intentioned and long overdue, of course, but it will force me to negotiate directly with her more time for myself at home.
By now, you’d think I’d no longer be surprised by her cooperation, but she took this revelation in stride and said (something to the effect of), “Yes, I know it’s important to you, so let’s make sure it happens on a regular basis.” And while she admitted she’s not ready to interact with Amanda yet, she left that future possibility hang there in the space between us.
I’m reminded of Jenny Boylan’s sage advice: I have to move as slowly as I can, and she has to move as quickly as she can. While the progress seems glacial from my perspective, it might seem hurried from hers. We’re both still here though, and committed to each other and our marriage, something about which I worried considerably in the previous few years. So perhaps some more calculated and (ponderously) slow movements towards the life I seek will be rewarded with similar surprises in the not-too-distant future...
... and maybe one morning, she will be sitting across this very table from me as we enjoy our morning coffee?
Remember to keep your hopes and dreams alive, dear readers, and I’ll try to do the same!
Kisses,
Amanda Nicole
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