I Can Only Thank My Husband And His Gift And Understanding

I turned 66 today. I should add, Lebanese Christian, lesbian.

Once upon a time I was 15 and a teacher caught me kissing up a girl in my class. My parents were involved, and for the sake of my life I was transferred to a small Catholic school for girls, where girls were prepared to become Nuns. I wasn't the only girl with my problem there, the other girls who were lesbians knew they had to become Nuns. We would go to France and then serve Christ in French Africa. We would not be an embarrassment to our families.

I did not want yo become a Nun. I was given a choice, get married and have children. I was married at 17 to a 34 year old doctor and moved to Rochester NY. I spent my early married life creating a family of six children. With my youngest in school I went to the University. I met Adriana, a girl from Ecuador there. What a difference a decade and a different continent made, she was banished to live away from her family, but never threatened to be a Nun. We became lovers.

Some have never understood, my husband had taken the place of my father. I was committing a sin, and adultery . I went to him, for forgiveness and most importantly how to atone for my sin. He surprised me, I had six children, surely I had served the Lord and my family. And what sin could there be in loving someone. I was speechless, he met Adriana, helped arrange a 'marriage' for her to remain in America.

Adriana divorced as soon as practical and she set up a wedding dress business, wedding gowns for virgin girls. It didn't escape us that she participated in sending virgins to their wedding bed, with a man. Fantasy weddings, Adriana had the g*ft of dressing young virgins. All girls are virgins on their wedding night.

I will be married half a century, And together with Adriana 35 of those years. And my husband, and children, and grandchildren.