My Girlfriend Came Back To Me

I had been in a same sex relationship for three years when a man took my virginity and impregnated me. I was 20 and no one knew about my girlfriend, or that I had a same sex relationship. For all the standard reasons I became a pregnant bride. I moved in with my husband and played house, a new baby and settled down.

Soon we had a second baby, bought a house, drew straws on which grandparents got Thanksgiving and which Grandparents got Christmas. I was happy, I was in live with my babies, my husband's man of the house behavior didn't bother me. He was the man of the house. For my 25th birthday, five years after changing gears, my girlfriend called, she came over, she went crazy over my kids, we laughed and cried, but we couldn't keep from kissing.

All those feelings came back, a thousand times over. Happiness turned to sadness, I spiraled down, cried uncontrollably, pushed my husband away. Until I had to tell him, everything. Of course I got a lecture, warnings about seeing her, but I also got held and told he loved me and reminders about being married, having a home, and having two children. The adult thing, the mature, logical thing was obvious. But my heart didn't hear any of that.

My husband relented, let my girlfriend into our life. It took a while for my husband to understand this part of me. My girlfriend came back to me, we don't advertise it to the world, we are best friends. My husband adopted her, that's what I call it. To my kids she is Aunt L. Things are as normal as can be, but a kiss is a kiss.