A new chapter starts

He invited me to stay at his house....permanently.

I have accepted.

I am terrified my Bible thumping family will condemn my soul for all eternity now that I have chosen to "live in sin."

I love him. This is more right with him than it has ever been with anyone else EVER. So, why do I feel like a horrible person for not telling my family? I wish they could share in my joy and excitement, but I know that is simply not possible, until I walk down an aisle on my father's arm. It's just the way they THINK it should be. Here I am weighed down with this and yes, slightly sad, that I cannot call my family to celebrate this milestone.

I can't tell them. Not yet, at least. Thank God they live 2300 miles away. I can hold the pre-Armageddon show down for a little bit.