Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Free at last?

Well, tonight is probably the night. I have been working on "the letter" and I swear I have never edited and a paper so much in my life. Granted, none of the other papers I wrote were quite so life changing, but still. Poor Gluby has submitted to at least 5 readings with changes here and there over the last 24 hours, plus at least 3 readings before my sister visited this last weekend. Two other very close friends have also been subjected to this torture and are still among the living, so I guess it's passable. I haven't decided yet if I will post it on my blog or not. I read the email passages FTA wrote and found them to be very helpful - who knows, maybe mine might help someone else. If I do not post it and anyone would like to read it to help them out in writing their letter, please feel free to email me and I will send it to you.

The time with my sister went fairly well. I thought for sure that she would have noticed immediately that I wasn't wearing my garments, no matter what kind of clothes I had on, or seen some sort of "lack" which would have set off her 'apostate' alarms. Fortunately that did not happen. I followed her lead on the subject and, in the end, decided to wait the extra 3 days and tell her with my family so she wouldn't have to suffer alone or somehow bring things out in the open before tax season was over.

We went out to dinner, minus Gluby (why on earth did he not want to go out with four boys under the age of 5?!), and that is when/where she decided to bring the subject up. She said that she knew my older sister had talked with me and they both wanted to make sure that I wasn't offended. I assured her that I wasn't and she asked me something about what was going on. I can't remember exactly what she had asked, but it would have opened up "the subject." The boys once again 'saved' me. All four must have been whacked out restaurant fries and ice cream because they were all bouncing off of the walls. I said, "Maybe now isn't the time to talk about it." and motioned toward the four very loud children sitting with us. She agreed and we talked about other topics and went back to my house. I thought she might bring it up again, but she didn't (maybe because Gluby was in the house with us and she didn't know whether or not she could/should talk about it around him). She left Saturday morning and made it home safely that night. All's well that ends well, right?


Sister Mary Lisa said...

Well, you know I wish you all the luck and good karma you can get with the sending of the letter. Deep breaths, and know that no matter what happens, you have many people who love and support you right here.

Freckle Face Girl said...

It is good that they have little hints that something is going on. That SHOULD make the whole coming out easier. Best of luck!