The Day My “Husband” Dies
I worried about when the last day I would see “Nick” was going to be and it took me a long time to realize there won’t be an official “last day”. Sure, there will be the last time she wears men’s clothes, but even that may not be what I expected. Everything is gradual.
These days only the shadows of the man my husband once was remain as the woman she is becoming comes more and more into focus. Even going to work in “boy mode” means her jewelry, sometimes nail polish and even eyeliner. Her hair is getting long and soon hormones will start to reshape her face and body to be more feminine.
I no longer believe that there will be a last day for “Nick” that Nick is changing to Emily before my eyes and I probably won’t realize when he is gone forever until the day I wake and realize that it happened a long time ago.