My wife came home from her therapist visit today, and took a nap. Afterwards, she called me, and told me that "I am ready to see Paula today - I've talked with my therapist about it, and I've thought about it, and if you are ready to let me see you, I am ready to see you."

So I'm downstairs, working. I'm wearing a blue maxi dress and a blue shrug, and black pumps, and a nice gold necklace. I tell her "If you are sure honey, I would love to show you - give me five minutes to fix my face!"

So she came down, and I walked out to her, and she gave me a hug. She was surprised at how I looked - she thought I looked very attractive, and a LOT like my sister. (I see that too.) We talked for quite a while, and she told me:
"You can go ahead and move your clothes into the bedroom, and dress for the day there. You are in crisis, I told my therapist it was time for me to put on my big girl panties, and HELP you. You've helped me over the years so much, to be a stronger and more confident person. I owe you this - you have put me first so many times."

I'm overwhelmed - I just don't know what to say. We talked a lot, and made dinner together. (Trying to cook in pumps - not so much...)

There's some heavy stuff - we're still getting a divorce. But we are committed to helping each other through this. I'll stay here as long as I can. When I am transitioning more, I'll move out, and visit on weekends. (It just isn't safe here in our tiny town.)

It's big progress though. I can't believe this - this happened far more quickly than I'd ever imagined.

We'll have to see if we have a sex life after the reveal. We may not - that is a likely casualty here.

Still, she gave me a LOT of compliments - she thought my clothes were tasteful, my walking in pumps surprisingly good, and she was impressed by my eyemakeup and blush. Got some constructive criticism on lipstick and mascara. Good stuff, and great to be able to share with the person I love most in the world.

I warned her that I'll probably talk to much - so when she's tired of this subject, to PLEASE tell me to "shut the F up!"

What a surprising turn of events, huh?