Leticia is someone I've known for about 4 years now. She used to work at the Sears at a mall I would frequent and we hit it off. We are both of Latin origin and our common maternal language of Spanish helped kick start a casual friendship. We would meet at that same mall from time to time and catch up over coffee.
For her I am a divorced mother of two teens and knows nothing of my trans history. It just happened that way.
About a year ago they discovered a benign growth in her brain and she's been closely monitored by a specialist.
So when suddenly our proposed meet up at that same mall turned to an invitation to her house it was not without some trepidation that I accepted. I suddenly had visions of meeting her husband or daughters and being very closely scrutinized.
I turned up at her door 2 hours later and we sat in her kitchen for a while. Her middle daughter was home and I met her and that went well. Then her sister Eva showed up and the three of us talked over coffee for what must have been about an hour.
Then the doorbell rang and someone she used to work with was suddenly at the door with her fiancee. Now we were five people sitting at her kitchen table talking. Turns out this ex-colleague's father has been diagnosed with lung cancer which was the same type that killed my father 21 years ago. So we discussed that and Leticia's own treatment regimen. After a while I decided to leave them all be and bid them all farewell.
So if I was worried about being under such close scrutiny I needn't have because it all went very well.
Just maybe they didn't seem to have doubts because I didn't.