Transitions

I know I haven't updated my blog for months. There has simply been too much going on at work, with my bunnies, as well as family. To sum it all up: All is good (and it's never been better). Perhaps it'd be easier if I were to sum things up each month - at least have a blog entry per month I suppose?

Family ties have been smooth - my mum has decided to stop working at the age of 56. So far so good, but I do hope she'll go out more to socialise or join in some activity of some sort. Bunnies are as cute as usual - everyone loves them and they make me so happy even though there isn't much reciprocation on their part. Children.

As for work, it has been great! Still enjoying it although there have been some movements around. Received a promotion early this year and just recently, I have been offered to embark on something new and exciting. All will be revealed in time to come. I'm plunging into semi-deep waters and it's either I'll sink or swim, which I'm sure I'll be able to do the latter.

At this point in my life, I have never been this contented and happy. Everything is smooth-sailing and I am extremely blessed. But I also know that all things are fleeting and things do pass - good and bad. One must always learn to live in the present and this valuable lesson remains true in good times like now.

My life is an ongoing transition, even when it's in a standstill. 

My life partner, the closest person in my life, is going through what I see as the biggest physical, mental and emotional transition ever - a gradual transition from being a woman to a man. 

Now, many know I that I have been a lesbian for almost half of my life, so how is it that I can accept being with someone who will most probably be a man in the future? This was a question I asked myself when she decided to take her first shot of hormones. Will I be able to accept this familiar stranger she's turning into? Will her mentality change? Will I still be considered gay or straight? What will my sexual orientation be? And the biggest question was: Will I still love her?

I've considered so many questions but I haven't had the time to reflect and really think things through. Because there wasn't a need to. The answer was simple: I knew deep down, right in my guts, that I will continue to love her when she becomes a him. I fell in love with someone not because she had womanly parts but because I had fallen in love with the person she is and her soul within.

We both know there will be plenty of challenges, conflicts and obstacles coming our way - more so for her than for me. Her courage to take the first step is something many have not had the balls to do (not trying to be sarcastic here). Her resolute, unswerving determination to be who she really is or wants to be is extremely admirable. Besides being around to support her through all this, her braveness is in turn a source of inspiration for me.

It'll be a long process, it'll be tumultuous, it'll be exciting, it'll be unnerving at times, and frightening the next. But most importantly, rest assured that I will be by your side all the way, and it'll be worth it some day when we see mini "simlims" running around.

Hence begins the story of our lives...