Today my wife spoke those dreaded words “I’ve been meaning to talk to you”. I’ve learned to control my panic when she says this, but the following conversations have been historically bad. She knows about my dressing and tries to be accepting but does struggle with it. I just got my first wig last week, which she suggested I get, but I was sure that she was going to say that it was too much for her to accept. I held my breath as she continued: “I’ve been meaning to talk to you about your skin care”. Big exhale and huge smile! I had asked her to buy me some moisturizer a while back which she did. I have never used any products to take care of my skin before, but since we agreed that I could start wearing makeup I figured I better start taking care of the canvas (haha). I’ve been asking her subtle questions about what she does to ease into the topic. Last night she shared her eye cream with me which was a nice surprise. This morning she suggested a new cleanser she bought with me in mind! She also gave me tips on how and when to take care of my face. Wow, what a great feeling. She still amazes me, and gives me more and more confidence to be, and express, who I am. It’s been a really long journey to this point, but if there is one thing I could say, it is that slow and steady progress at HER pace has made all the difference.