This is a story about my wonderful husband Bushy.
After I had my two miracles ( the kids we were told we would never have), I seemed to undergo a change. I found myself questioning my sexuality, and subsequently my gender. Over a period of years, and much counselling, I started sorting out a few answers. One of the issues was whether I would stay married. Leaving aside the fact that I had two very young children, I was still in love with Bushy even if my feelings about myself and my attraction had changed. So after much soul searching we decided to stay together and create a new look relationship.
We created new ways to be intimate, and help us feel special.
Of course we haven't ever had a traditional relationship given my Aspergers. So being creative with our intimacy isn't a new thing.
One symbol of our love was our wedding rings, which we had designed. But part of my new thinking meant that the style of ring didn't sit well with me, so I stopped wearing it. But I felt naked without it. I wanted another symbol, so bought a new ring in which I felt more comfortable, and asked Bushy to engrave something inside. He kept it a secret.
True to myself, and true to each other. Just totally sums up our journey.
Happy Valentine's Day my love.