She wants me to be a bridesmaid to her daughter's wedding.
So far IA beautiful trans girl met my shy boyfriend's parents.
I confidently told his dad I'm trans and kissed my blushing
boyfriend right in front of him. His father slowly accepted us.
His mom called me gorgeous, treated me like a daughter, and
even said she imagined I'd be a beautiful lover.
Dinner was full of laughter, teasing, and warm family vibes,
and now things get even more emotional.
After dinner, his mom asks me to help her in the kitchen.
Girl, talk time. She dries her hands on a towel
and smiles at me. So sweetheart, uh oh, there's
something I want to ask you. I tilt my head.
OK. She takes my hands in hers,
soft, warm. My daughter is getting married
next month, she says. And I was wondering.
She pauses dramatically. Would you be her bridesmaid?
I gasp. Like full dramatic Princess gasp
me. She nods.
Of course. You, your family now.
Family. She said Family.
My eyes get watery. I would be honored.
She hugs me tightly. I knew you'd say yes.
My boyfriend peeks into the kitchen.
Mom, what's going on? She grins.
Your girlfriend is going to be a bridesmaid.
His jaw drops. Wait, really?
I nod proudly. Guess I'm official now.
He blushes and pulls me into a hug.
I'm so proud of you. His mom points at him.
And you, you better walk her proudly into that wedding.
Yes, mom. He laughs.
I imagine myself in a bridesmaid dress already, pastel flowy
Princess vibes. And suddenly I don't just feel
accepted, I feel chosen.