Here in Cincinnati we have a radio station which only plays hit music from the 50's and 60's.
When I get the chance to just sit back and listen, I just can't help think about the distance I have come over the years in reference to my gender dysporia.
I can only think wow as I have breakfast with my very accepting daughter and my youngest grandson. Plus of course, breakfast is only one example of how far I have come in solving the gender questions I had.
The Army and college were mixed in to the mix for good measure, as was a lengthy stint in a very dark closet.
Why did I get out? I wish I could say it was because of a series of very shrewd moves on my part, but rather destiny giving me a break after life went into a dark spin for me and I tried to end it. At that point I found there was so much more to live for, if I could just get there.
After more error than success, I found that even I could navigate the world as a transgender woman.
I wish I could answer in a more concise way, how I came to be at this point in my life. The only thing I can say is follow your soul and be a little patient and change will come.
And the hits just keep on coming!
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