I love my family. I don't have a conventional family anymore; my family is composed of my spouse and my girlfriend and myself. When I learned who I was, my spouse was the first person to support me, even though it meant completely changing our life that we had built together. When I met my girlfriend, she accepted my spouse without any questions asked. I get to spend my time with these two people that respect me and respect each other, and we all work together to share open communication and work through our feelings and differences honestly, even when it means being vulnerable. I always thought I understood what love was, either from my parents or the movies with the storybook endings, but love was nothing like I thought. I thought I would have butterflies, but nervousness is not love. I thought my feelings would be intense and constant, but intensity never lasts very long. I learned that love is not just about the other person, but about loving oneself as well, and allowing oneself to seek happiness for all parties involved. Love, to me, is both calm and happy. More important than anything else, however, is that love is freeing. My loves and I let each other be ourselves. We all maintain our individuality, our hopes and dreams distinct from each other, before all else. Then, within that individuality we make space and time to spend together, and in the space between individuality and shared experience, our love thrives.