Author’s Note: This blog goes out respectfully to the women who have lived a life of loving men, but whose search for their own truth has lead them into the arms of a woman. I applaud your courage, and your journey into the unknown.
I fell in love with her.
I did not mean to, but she walked into my life with such beauty and grace that my heart was stirred the second I saw her.
At first, I was intrigued. I followed her with my eyes.
She was tenderly present, in the way only women can be, her inner loveliness spilled out and surrounded her every move.
Surprised at my feelings, I searched my heart for what had lain dormant for years; my body humming with desire, my soul thirsty for a chance to live a life more authentic.
What right did I have to explore this now?
What explanations would need to be given for my sudden fall into this delicious abyss?
With a fast beating heart I decided to leave it be. This was craziness. No-one would understand.
Then she smiled at me, and I, throwing caution to the wind, invited her to share my table, coffee cup trembling my hand.