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Have an aunt who has only ever lived with women. I was always told it was her roommate. Everyone refers to her as a roommate. They BOUGHT THE HOUSE TOGETHER. Have dogs together. Raise the other ones kids together.

When I was like 17, and openly gay, I straight up asked my grandmother if her sister was a lesbian. She said no they're just roommates and got super specific about it. I asked my aunt a couple weeks later when I saw her and she went "Well, yeah. Do I not wear enough flannel?"

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[–] idiomaddict@lemmy.world 27 points 1 day ago (2 children)

My grandmother had a good friend, who was widowed young. Her brother in law remarried her, as I’m told was slightly old-fashioned, but not unheard of at the time. He then died in WWI, and the other brother was a priest. He got special dispensation to support her financially, and they lived together with two bedrooms they after his retirement. In their eighties, they moved into one room, with two twin beds and two attached dressing rooms, ostensibly for safety reasons, but we never knew if they were in love.

[–] Slartibartfast@lemmy.dbzer0.com 11 points 1 day ago (1 children)

I'm going to assume your grandmother was a catch.

Send pics plz.

[–] idiomaddict@lemmy.world 2 points 22 hours ago

My grandmother was very much a catch, but there’s no way I have a picture of her friend, who married a whole family. I don’t even know her first name, because despite a 50+ year friendship, they met as adults and called each other Mrs. Lastname.

I do think this woman must have been an incredible cook or something. Her companion was by all accounts a very dedicated priest otherwise, but that’s the only story I’ve ever heard where a priest gets any quasi romantic leeway (obviously, the church was far too lenient with sexual abuses, but the real reason for the vow of chastity has always been to avoid splitting loyalties and to control expenses, so a 60+ year financial and emotional commitment to a woman approximates that much more closely than the abuse).