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My LGBTQ family
I am a transgender person, currently using the word androgyne, neither of the binary genders, or somewhere in between. My partner and I were introduced from afar by a mutual friend in 1993, during my transition and year long real life test. We corresponded for a while and then met in 1994. The chemistry between us was very evident, however zie was in a relationship with someone else, and then a little while later I was involved with someone else too.
Fast forward two years, we reconnected. One night when talking on the phone zie asked if I still felt the same way as previously. The answer was yes for both of us, so we made arrangements to visit. A few months later I was packing a U-Haul and moving from the state where I’d lived for the previous 17 years.
Before moving to hir house in New England, I asked about the winters, zie said, oh they aren’t that bad. I don’t remember how many times I almost packed up to head back south that first winter. Except there was so much snow that I probably couldn’t have gotten my car out of the snowbanks to leave.
We’ve now been together 12 years. I’ve almost gotten used to the winters, and we are still very much in love. Not only does my partner accept me fully as whatever gender I might be, zie also enjoys freedom to express hir gender in whatever way feels right for hir, even though zie doesn’t necessarily identify as transgender.
We live with my partner’s daughter and our cat. We aren’t married, however our state recently passed civil unions, so maybe someday. We’ll be more tempted once DOMA is repealed and civil unions come with all 1000 + federal benefits, although I guess we might have to wait a bit longer for that.
cross posted Blogging for LGBT Families Day 2008