“I really have me a lesbian,” Sylvia stated about a week ago. We were in the garage and she was getting ready to leave. I had walked her out to her car and we shared a kiss. I decided to get a little extra and caressed her breast. She was a bit surprised because the garage door was up and anyone could have seen us, but she smiled and then said, “Well I really have me a lesbian.” I laughed and said, “what do you mean?” She then reminded me of all of my doubts in the beginning and how I was uncertain of what I wanted. She figured now that I was displaying my affection without worry, that I am truly a lesbian! We had a good chuckle over it, but it did get me thinking.
I am truly more comfortable with who I am. I am HAPPY! I feel like I am living the life I was supposed to have. I love my two boys and have no regrets on the decisions I made in the past. I can’t live like that, but I can live for the day and be happy that I have found myself.
I love falling asleep with Sylvia and waking up with her in the morning. I like that when I wake up night for a quick trip to the bathroom that I come back and find her there sleeping. She does mean so much to me and I do love her more that I can say! I really am a lesbian!