Kissing a girl on a sofa. Holding my eldest child for the first time. Admitting to myself that I had to transition. Accepting that a business we had run for 15 years just wasn’t going to make it. Coming out to my parents and being rejected. Coming out to the world and receiving so much joy. Living. Growing.
Each time a leap of faith. Each moment held in a breath, and then, exhale, move on, this is who we are now.
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