We were lounging around talking. We were talking about the wedding and who we expected may or may not come. Two of my family members do not have invites. Which is a bit hard but it was my choice...well one was. The one that wasn't 100% by choice was my mom's brother. No one in the family seems to have reliable contact information.
We started to talk about my uncle, and how he became distant from the family. I mentioned this in an old thread but I'll summerize. My uncle came out to the family as TG/TS and he told them about his boyfriend. Now his sibilings and even their spouses could have been accepting. What started the rift was how he did it and timed it. He first told my ailing grandmother who had just come home from 6 weeks in the hospital by showing her pictures of himself en femme. This devistated her. It was this harm and poor judgement that caused the initial backlash. Eventually the family did try to bring him around more but he became more reclusive.
Any way, back to the main topic, we were talking about how becausive of this happening when I was young (13 +/-) I associated CDing with negetive emotions and it was a bad thing that could divide families. I went on to say that it was part of the reason I had such a hard time admitting it to myself.
She said she's not sure where this rabbit hole leads but we'll follow it together. She said she's not sure how she'll handle wigs! Make up, or shaving. I told her I would like to try the wigs and makeup and would like to try shaving my legs but that I'd be happy to leave my chest hair so that she can keep playing with it.
She has known about the panties and hose and she has been painting my toe nails. She did say that she thought it was just a fetish not something more.
The day after this was the hard one. She had time alone to think. To summerize the hour or so of tears.... she's worried that she loves me but may not love this part of me. She is most worried because she doesn't understand it. I just told her that I can't expect her to understand something about me that I don't fully understand myself.
We agreed that there are to be no surprises and that we will talked it one step at a time.
And then we napped in each others arms for a couple hours.