So, it's been a long day, You and your S.O. has spent the day together, doing the stuff that needs doing.....you know, when you're not working? Then, your whole big outing is to the supermarket, and turns into yet another "outing"? Yeah, you run into yet someone else you know, and you get to tell some version of your story....AGAIN.
Well, we had that again this evening. Went to the supermarket....a big place, but ran into an old church friend somewhere between the apples and bananas. They had moved, gone to another church, and wham! ......There we are again, in the midst of yet another reunion. The person(s) knows Marcy, but not the woman with her. This time, Marcy says, "you remember Mike?" They turn to me, gawping mouthed (is that a word?). My long-ago friend, the lady, looked blankly at me. Mike?? I smiled back to her. Her husband idly looked down at my feet, I guess to see what color my toenails might be. Before that, I had the notion he was looking elsewhere. Hmmm.....
Anyway, she and Marcy hugged, we said nothing else, and parted.
I said "are you calling her tonight?"
"No, I'll be seeing her for lunch in a few days, I'll talk to her then"
"Well, maybe..." Marcy stopped me, "Well, maybe you can call her tonight if you want to. I'm tired. And everywhere we go, we run into someone else. Yesterday, you went down a different aisle, and I'm just not going to hide you. I'm proud of you, and I love you. But I'm certainly not going to go into an explanation of your transition in the middle of the supermarket".
*sigh* How can I argue with that? This kind of thing, minus the loving statement at the end, happens so often. I feel badly that I've put her in this situation, and I'm not the only one who has transitioned. We are both adjusting. She was introducing me to people as her partner Beverly, and now, she has decided to introduce me as Beverly, her spouse.
Bev
