Twenty-Six Years ago today, Mrs. D and I tied the knot. It's been an interesting ride, and has gotten even more interesting if a wee bit bumpy the last two or so years. We both suffer from Chronic Fatigue and Fibromyalgia, and we are at high risk for Epstein-Barr and other auto immune diseases as well. I have a neurological disorder that causes small motor tremors as well as vertigo, and I suffer from PTSD from the abuse I underwent when I was a kid. Mrs. D has had two knee operations and her Gall Bladder removed in the same time period, as well as seen the death of her mother.

But in it all, we have grown closer and have experienced the best year of our marriage; it truly has been a good year. She knows I have gender issues and that I write stories for this site and elsewhere and for that she is both confused and scared and troubled. But in it all she has affirmed her love for me over and over. I truly hope and pray that this part of me, rather than merely being a part of the sum of me that she treasures, may be a facet of the person she loves that she might come to appreciate. I know I have so much to be thankful for, and I am. I hope you'll forgive me for being selfish here and now, but like a little kid, if I could have just one thing for Christmas? That once in my lifetime I could fall asleep next to her wearing 'whatever' with her speaking my name; Andrea. I am so sad it hurts, and I know you know how that feels. But I have hope, and I trust and pray that you gain that hope as well. Much love and thanks, Andrea