Something very cool happened last night.
I recently acquired a lovely dark blue formal gown. I found it in my size on clearance and was delighted. I took a chance and, having located a picture of the very same gown online, I showed it to my wife.
Now, for background, after years of dressing only on business trips, and secretly, I finally came out to my wife three months ago. It has been pretty bumpy at times (who am I kidding...some of it has been hellish). In the confusing early part of all this she staked out the position that she didn't care (not totally true) but did not want any part of it or to see me dressed. But over the ensuing weeks this has softened. We have had periodic discussions. I have kept her appraised. I have basically kept my dressing to overnight outings once or twice a month. I gently began to ask for advice on maintaining nails, a favourite area for her. She engaged with me on this and actually brought home a for me the next day product that strengthens nails.
But it was still a big step to ask for advice about a dress.
She did not get upset and commented that it was a beautiful gown.
But......this is where it gets good....
Last night we had just sent our daughter off to her senior prom. OMG she was so beautiful in her gown.
We had some time to kill after dinner so we were walking around the mall. My wife casually walked into a store that specializes in accessories. The next thing I knew, she was helping me pick out stuff to go with my gown...a gorgeous white drapey scarf thing to wear over the elbows, and a wonderful little clutch purse in a dark blue satin that matches the color of the gown perfectly.
My wife was helping me shop.
I was, given how hard some of this has been, totally in shock. I didnt know whether to smile, laugh or cry.
Later we visited another store and bought a couple of tops...one for each of us.
Baby steps, communication, love and respect.
Seems to be working... one day at a time, huh?
Now I seem to be crying a little. Sorry. Happy tears this time.
Hugs
Sammie