Realizing Your Lesbian As An Adult

From the earliest I have always wanted to be a nurse. I studied nursing, love nursing. For me working daily with other nurses, female nurses. I love being around, working with, socializing with, other women. My first real kiss was from a fellow nurse in college. I didn't associate that kiss with my comfort around women. I did like her kiss, and I remember wanting her to kiss me again.

As a floor nurse I met and made friends with a physical therapist. A moment of absent mindness I kissed her, kissed her. It came out of the blue. She pointed her finger at me, twice. Then kissed me. She was married but she told me she has feelings for me, much like I did. We were careful not to go where we would regret. Then on Thanksgiving she invited me to her home and presented me to her husband as the girl she talked to him about.

She and I are together, she divorced her husband and married me. We are very close with her husband, if she needs to be there for him I don't interfere. She would do the same for me. Her children now have two moms, and I have two step children.