Well it was actually last Friday. I texted my wife to invite her to join me for brunch at a local deli the following Saturday morning. We've been separated since the week after Thanksgiving, a couple weeks after I told her I was going to transition. I hadn't seen her in a few weeks, since she and I had done the same thing with our son right before he went back to college for the new term.
She replied that "I am not enjoying spending time with you. I am glad your life is heading in a direction that makes you so happy but I find it difficult to see you. Sorry."
I responded by saying: "Okay. I'm sorry too. This is hard for me too. It isn't so much a matter of happiness, as of survival. Be well."
It seems the happier I become about transition, the more it makes her unhappy. Mind you, I am still presenting male in public, so it isn't that I would embarrass her visually at this point. I was really hoping that once we were no longer making each other miserable by trying to live together, we could find the space to be better friends. We still shared 30 years of marriage and raised to sons together. I still care for her, I just cannot continue to pretend to be the person she thought she married. I hope the day will come when she will still want to be friends, even after I am full time, but maybe that won't happen. Kind of sad.