RQS and I. It seems like we're always together these days. Not bad for a transgender woman who knows her limits. And I hope that it keeps going as well as it has been so far. But this post is not directly about RQS.
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Before I met RQS, I was thinking about getting more involved with the church I have sporadically attended. It would have been nice socializing with the other ladies of the church, and gradually perfecting my feminine persona. But I would have felt a void, as an area for socialization was taken away from me due to the craziness between myself, XGFJ, and FCP. This is not the place to rehash the past, so I'll skip all of the details. Now that RQS is in my life, I no longer have the time or inclination to hang out with the FTF meetup group in Connecticut.
Life for me is very different than I envisioned a year ago. For example, I haven't shared a dinner table on a cruise since meeting RQS. And sometimes I miss the random element that chooses my dinner companions. It was nice to meet people and find out new things from people not in my circle of acquaintances. Even when I met a GOP couple from Louisiana (dining at a shared table) on a trip with FCP, I enjoyed the conversation as a single - until FCP got there and turned a learning experience into a debate. People change their positions slowly, and a smart person avoids controversy when there is no gain to be had.
Yes, there are times that I couch my words so that phrases I'd use in the past do not upset RQS. This is a reasonable thing to do, as we come from very different social groups. Yet, we are very much alike, and have developed a sense of trust that doesn't usually come as quickly as it has.
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Today, I drove RQS back home, so that she could go to the gym and do her exercises. Why did I do that when there was a train that could be taken? Well, RQS bought a large volume (space, not count) of paper goods and needed to get them to her house. So, we put them in the trunk of my car, and proceeded to her house. In all the confusion when in her neighborhood when we arrived, we were rushing to get her luggage out of my car before the bus came by. Of course, we forgot the paper goods in my trunk!
Luckily, we can smile at things like this. To have a person in my life who makes me feel good, that accepts me for who and what I am, and communicates in sync enough with me that we have yet to have a major disagreement is some sort of miracle for which I am thankful.
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