Re-Approval

 

Bar Mitzvah image with wife Liz on left
and my daughter on right.   

In previous posts I have referred to my recent Thanksgiving trip to my daughter's in-laws. 

Fortunately the one hundred mile round trip went without issue and we even arrived just a bit early. For the first time in several years, there were several people there I did not know. For some reason, meeting new people is always a challenge to me. 

This Thanksgiving one of my hopes was my transgender grandchild and their partner would be at the dinner. They were (they is their preferred pronoun) and visiting with them was fun and interesting. It turns out they are just weeks in graduating from "The Ohio State University" with a degree in nuclear engineering. Most certainly, NOT a chip off the old block because I can barely add and subtract. On the other hand, I never set out to ever be a role model in the transgender world. It has been exceedingly beautiful to me to be a role model for my transgender grandchild. 

Also fun was when a group of women at the dinner gathered around me after they helped clean up. Being accepted in women's only spaces is always special. Of course much of the conversation revolves around children and my first wife was even in the group. Since everyone knew my daughter was in the group, there were very few questions of me. I was too busy just enjoying the feelings of acceptance around me. Which for whatever reason was missing in my earlier years of coming out. Very few people knew me before I transitioned and many of them were in the room where I was. 

It was a difficult time transitioning in front of my daughter's in laws but not as difficult as trying to come out to my ex-brothers right wing Baptist family. I was accepted so completely in my daughter's world and beyond, I was invited to stand up and speak before a crowd of people during another of my grandson's Bar-Mitzvah.  I was very nervous but did my best and again I was impressed with the acceptance I felt from the Jewish Temple where the event occurred.

All of this helped me develop who I wanted to be as a novice transgender woman. I thought I knew but until I did it, I did not really know all it would mean to me. I needed to go so far past just presenting as a woman the best I could all the way to creating a whole new person. When I did, most certainly, I had my ups and downs with the entire process and I needed all the acceptance I could find. Included was all the re-approval I could get. 

That re-approval came recently at our Thanksgiving dinner. As with so many other women, they don't know how much they have done with me to help me along. It meant so much to have the chance to  recharge myself for the future.  

Trans Girl at Black Friday

Woman Shopping on UnSplash.

As I advanced on my feminine path to transgender womanhood, at certain points I needed to do more and more traditional feminine activities which cemented my claim to be a trans woman.

One of those was joining all the women in the world who were out and about shopping for the bargains bright and early on "Black Friday" or the day after Thanksgiving. My second wife for years was part of the crowd and made sure she was one of the early shoppers. 

Of course, I always wondered what the attraction was to go out and battle all the crowds, except for saving a little bit of money. Finally,  many years of wanting to shop with my wife as another woman came to an end but suddenly, on the other hand, I had the chance to shop on "Black Friday" as a woman by myself. Along the way, my second wife became the assistant manager of a large bookstore and of course "Black Friday" was one of their biggest days. So, I knew in advance she would have to work and I arranged my schedule so I did not. 

On the morning of shopping, I was excited as I prepared myself for a morning I had only ever dreamed of. First I did all the shaving preparation, including face and legs. I needed to calm down before I dressed in my favorite bulky sweater along with my best denim skirt and comfortable flat walking shoes. Then I began the more crucial part of applying my makeup and wig after I had calmed down...somewhat. After I reached what I considered to be a good presentation which would blend in with all the other women shoppers I would encounter, I gathered my courage to leave the house and head to a nearby upscale mall which I was very familiar with.

Unbelievably, in a very crowded parking lot, I found a space close to one of the entrances. As I checked my makeup and hair for the final time, I thought back to all the times I wondered what it would be like to shop with the other women on "Black Friday" and here I was and into the mall I went. My initial reaction was one of calm because no one was watching me, they were on a mission to find the best bargains and complete their shopping lists to bother about a transgender woman in the crowd. 

Since I wasn't really there to shop anyhow, I just browsed a few stores and bought a few small gifts for my wife before my shopping came to an end. After all, I had accomplished my goal of experiencing "Black Friday" shopping up close and personal as my authentic self. It was another item I could check off of my transgender woman bucket list.

Time flew by and  I needed to be back home to change back into my old boring male clothes to go to work, I needed to bring my dream day to an end earlier than I liked. 

Possibly the biggest lesson I re-learned that exciting day was the power of blending in with the rest of the women around me. As long as I could accomplish looking similar to everyone else, I could present well enough to get by. My first Trans Girl at the "Black Friday" shopping experience was certainly worth it.

Happy Thanksgiving?

As I sit here watching the Macy's parade, it brings back all sorts of bittersweet memories. 

Looking back, Thanksgiving and Christmas were the two biggest days of the year for my second wife. She went all out for both, often feeding up to twenty people for Thanksgiving. Our door was never closed to anyone who needed a place to socialize and eat. The day also marked the beginning of a very serious stint of putting up all of her extensive decorations for the season. 

At the time, I took it all for granted and thought it would go on forever. As I grew older, I learned the hard way nothing lasts forever. I am fortunate in that I still have an extended family to celebrate  Thanksgiving with. If not for my daughter and my wife Liz, I would be joining no one for the holiday.

I used to have blood family with a brother. A decade ago I came out to my only brother and sister-in-law. I was naïve and thought I might receive the same positive reaction I had from my daughter. I was wrong and was told they did not want me at the family Thanksgiving Day dinner. Naturally, being  shunned  because I was coming out as my authentic self hurt me deeply. My brother and I have not spoken since. 

However to make up for it, I was invited to my daughter's in laws for the holiday. Plus I made up for the slight from my brother when I was invited to small get togethers in Liz's family when her Dad was still living. 

In the transgender world, sadly I am often not the example, as so many in our community have no family remaining to socialize with. Mainly because they were not accepted by their families. It is especially cruel when you have to remember times with the family by yourself.

On this Thanksgiving, I hope you have someone to socialize with. Even if it with a local LGBTQ organization. Many in our area often offer dinners you can participate in. 

Regardless, I hope you have a good turkey day!