A Woman In Love
The other day, my wife, Gina, came to me and said, "you're called a transbian. But, what's the word for a cisgender woman attracted to one particular trans woman?" I seriously searched for a word for that. Not so much to solve her problem, but to satisfy my own curiosity. It turns out there isn't a word for that exact situation, but the closest I could come was "transamorous". The word actually means a cis person who's attracted to trans people, but could be stretched to mean a cis person who's attracted to one particular trans person.
As I said, it's a stretch. But, the main thing here (at least, in my mind) is that the woman I'm married to... the woman I've spent the last 38 years with still chooses to be with me. Why? I've heard from other trans women whose wives have left them. Some of them have even lost contact with their children for having dared to be themselves. So, why did my wife stay, when theirs chose to do otherwise?
All those years ago, it may have started out as a physical attraction, but, in time, our souls fell in love. She knew from the start that I was feminine, even though my subconscious had blocked my femininity from obviously manifesting. It didn't matter to her, though. Our souls had connected, and hers had chosen to spend eternity with mine. I, on the other hand, was a different story. I was a consummate doubter of such notions. I strongly believed that souls are singular, they don't pair up. Therefore, the notion of "soul-mates" was, in my mind, just a fantasy.
I'm coming around to the idea nowadays. I mean, it wasn't but a few years ago that I called bullshit on the notion of being born in the wrong body. But, look at me now! This body should have been paired with another soul. But, this soul should definitely be paired with that of my wife. That angel could have done like so many others who received the news of a spouse being transgender, but she dug in to stay.
This post is basically just to say thank you to the best mate a girl could possibly have; one who will walk through fire for me, and face the storm with me. Gina... the love of my life!
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