As a parent I tell my children on a regular basis that they are special, beautiful and loved. I love their reactions to these simple yet magical words. I love watch people being Trans I tend to challenge the norms of society. But are we as society missing what should be the norm. To be this video speaks more than words ever do. I was amazed at this video and though I would share it with you
I spent the last two days coming to terms with the past. Please let me explain, years ago I had my heart broken by one of the most amazing persons I ever knew. In fact it was so painful the way she broke my heart to this very day I have never been able to fully heal the wound. You get to that point when you love someone so very much that when they leave there is a HUGE void. So this gaping hole was in my heart knowing that i must have done something or we did something that made her leave. Over the years I have only brought it to one simple reason that I was not true with my own self.
As many of my readers know my marriage has ended and it did not end on the best of terms. I thought this person was my soul mate the one person who I could count on when all of life is not accountable. Please don’t get me wrong I am not angry that the marriage ended. I am hurt over how it ended, even still hurt that when I read things you find out it was ending before it ended, but that part is sealed in my memories and in time I will deal with those actions. I am sure that many people have felt this horrific pain of loss. I just never knew it would purposely ended the way it did. So that the new wounds lie on top of an old wound that never really healed because the other party wanted to cause more pain.
This week some of the wound came back to cause some pain once more. Over the choice of running away. I always thought that Nothing and No one could cause a pain so bad to another person that could make that person run. That was until I did, I ran and kept running until part of that wound healed. It took close to 15 years to heal it but I did. Then choices of others trying to lay a new fresh wound on top of the old wound hoping that I would have repeated those old actions. This time I sank my heels into the ground and said NO I AM STRONGER THAN THAT. I felt some of the old pain that I ran from come to the surface and needed to be addressed. I learned to say I am sorry to someone I hurt when I ran. I don’t know if she will forgive me, time will judge my hopes on that. With age comes wisdom, and a willingness to say sorry and a strength to do it as well. I think I could ahave avoid all the pain in my life by being true to myself, though I would never have been in the wonderful place I am at this time in my life.
Over this week I have found some more amazing people who have entered into my life. Who did not Judge me, who did not care, and who simply said you matter. I have spent the last couple of days just enjoying their company. I am amazed of the people who I have started to surround myself with over the years. I have this core of friends, no they are more than friends they are Family who mean more to me than the person we left. IT should have never been this way. but we all make choices. I love each and every one of my core Family I am starting to expand my life in such a way that when i base it off of “who are ok for my children to know” and the examples of my core “family”. I know I am making the right choice.
I was getting a drink today from a person I met a few days ago at the Australian day event the children and I went to. We had a small chance to talk. I need to address something that has happened a lot…. It is not her fault it is just the way people think. On Australia day I was dressed VERY casual, that if something happened and it did that I would not have freaked out. That was very smart on my part. Ok to the point I was wearing shorts and a simple tshirt nothing to big as it was a BBQ and casual.
Today I spent the morning with the group of good people and one of them said wow you look nice you weren’t dress like this a couple of days ago. I just quickly pointed out that i was just in Daggy clothes. Another person came up to me and said wow you look very nice I love your eyes. I think I have found a problem that I don’t know really how to dress down… I can dress up just fine. most of my makeup is good, not perfect but good. But twice now people think that when I dress down I am in “boy mode” so I have to figure this problem out. Cause I am doing something wrong…. I don’t have any Boy Clothes….. What am I doing wrong? I thought it was just a fluke that my EX-to-be kept saying that to the children as well. Hmm i just don’t know.
White privilege, I am amazed at how many white people don’t understand this topic much less see it at all. This week I ended up within a conversation over another topic and I brought up the simple fact that if it had been anyone other than a white person the way the issue ended would have ended differently. I got accused of being a bigot, yeah right this person never really knew me and in one minute judge me as being a bigot cause I basically said that if it had been another person other than a white it would have ended differently. I though and still do that an American white woman would be calling another person a bigot for not supporting white people. How far has America fallen when a white person calls another person who is white a bigot cause they don’t support white people. In fact my comment was not in a way that was being bigoted as to be against white people. So we got off on the issue of white privilege, the person near the end of the conversation still did not see much less understand the fact that white get more, have more, are treated differently, served better, get things cheaper, just to name a few. I was even asked to provide an example…..Um when was the last time in America was a white child shot but a police officer for playing? When was the last time was the police called to stop kids playing basket ball in the street? Um then the person had to reply with the Black lives matter riot as an example of something that I still can’t see why she did cause it proved MY point. When was the last time white people had to walk and march saying our lives matter? Then I was called uneducated…..Um…..right. The only thing I was not called was a traitor for leaving the US. Yup you can be just as confused as I am……. i just had to stop talking to a wall that could not see the very truth right in front of their face.
I am amazed that I have a problem with blushing, bloody hell it is bad! Argh! I am finding out that it is getting worse and I don’t know how to deal with it.
I was talking to a mental health services once about how I was feeling about the loss of my marriage. He said the strangest bit of wisdom I have ever heard to that point in my life.
The theory of re
Take a candy bar place it in the freezer, once it is frozen take it out and drop it. Now your candy bar is broken. You have three choices 1) deal with it being broken and make the best of it 2) get a new candy bar 3) share your candy bar. Nothing you ever do will return your candy bar to before when it was dropped you can not return it back to what it once was. So what are you going to choose.
It is close to a year ago that I was told that theory. My choice has changed a few times after seeing what the candy bar looked like in the true light of day……
Things never get better they only change…… Sometimes for the best
Ok all invasion day stuff aside… Cause I understand why and how you feel. This day has brought a wonderful sense of life that I have missed for so long. The children even felt it. There is the point in time where nothing really fucking matters but good people just being good people. Oh that day was today. You see I have heard int he past that “you are nothing without me” WOW news flash I am Awesome and once again I keep hearing that people love the children and are amazed about how wonderful they are with manner and kindness except when Gabriel shook a can of Coke and asked a lovely woman to open in and it got all over her nice clothes need less to say Gabriel got it back and then some. Lesson taught and when he got home he told me how sorry he was for getting her with a can of fizzy.
I can not believe how much fun we had so many new faces, Which to be honest I was really spooked to meet them all as there were so many in such a short time. But not one of them cared that I was trans. In fact I was so relaxed.
Oh we the children and I went out for the night and had a wonderful time fireworks and great company. I so love the children we have come so far over what feels like such a short time.
I have been working with Niamh so much with her homework. We are getting caught up on all the words we need to know. I think we would have been miles ahead of the other side would have lent a hand but we are making due.
Someone asked me a “what if” their reasoning was it is not uncommon. Well funny thing as many people who really know me well once I say NO it does mean NO, not maybe, It means NO. I just can’t I am now finding out who I am and what has been going on and what I have missed. I said to my friend there is a huge sadness when you heart realizes that you have missed something more than something else. Oh though I hate fielding the question from the children “Why can’t you and mum just get back together?” I am just honest and tell them I just can’t and I am sorry. What more can be said, I know this is part of their processes of grief. This has also been why I have not really been looking to date all that much. I think they needed me more than I needed someone else. So I enjoy being with them through the good times and the bad. Comforting them when the sadness and confusion sets in and we work through it. Tears dry, smiles start once more when they know they are ok and we are all ok. I check on them still like I did when they were very young 2-3 times a night. I don’t know why, I touch their heads, i listen to the sighs after the slight touch. I hear their words when I tuck them in “I love you dad”. They are even saying it in their sleep. It is at this point in my life every time they are near that I know we are all loved and happy.
If someone was to ask you why do you like kissing……. How would you express your reasons.
The First kiss, as the moment of the tenderness filled with apprehension, excited, softness, gentle, the deep breath that is taken just before the lips touch. The warm hands touching, not moving just the stillness of the air that surrounds the two in the moment. As the two part smile, exhale look into each others eyes a small giggle is released, before the two join again.
I wrote and rewrote my answer over and over again. I think i was able to express it completely………
Please remember these are just fast posts for a little bit as the children and I are more concerned with spending quality time……
Well. This is my time, our children have returned home from a visit and it is my times to enjoy a wonderful summer and stay out of the Smoke…..Yuk.
So I will try to find time but I will not promise as they are more important than anything else
I am going to link a show of Youtube. Please take the time and watch all of it and look at the stories inside the main story there are several different layers to this story. Since I am in Australia and this is home. I want all those who are also here to know just how lucky we are being in a country that does not demonize us for being different. Yes Australia is not perfect but it is better than where i came from……. The US has a long way to go. Gay marriage aside, that is only the bottom part of a bigger hill that needs to be climbed.
Like I said there are a lot of things going on that most might not see but I noticed. I am so thankful for the Police in Tasmania. They helped me get out of an abusive relationship. I could have gone to a women’s shelter if there would have been space for the children and I. In the end we are placed in a “Safe House” and very few people knew where it was. We were taken care of. Not one worker shunned me. I was treated with the amazing amount of respect. Yes there are scary times, yes there are times where I am alone. But in the end we are safe, we are better everyday. 2016 is going to be our year!
Oh the Itching…… They Itch and I can’t stop it……….I know the itching it good but damn its driving me crazy, lol
Something I read today by a friend……
Don’t Love what you can’t Trust
Don’t Hate what you can’t have
Don’t Say what you can’t show
Don’t Judge what you don’t know
I have only one line to add to this information is..
Say what you mean, Mean what you say
I have seen it so many times over the years. People of all walks of life, all faiths, and all races. Doing everything but this. We lie to ourselves and others.
I left the Mormon church about 10 months ago. Not due to anger, not due to disable. My reason was simple I am Trans and Women cant hold the priesthood. So I left had my name removed from the church.
In November of 2015 I was shocked by what the church did and I wrote about this in the past posts. I have seen in recent days a change in what the church is saying that “Now” Nov 2015 was given by god. Where earlier is was said it was not but that the “Brotheren” had made this choice. I have seen and heard people saying god is separating the wheat form the chaff. Call me crazy but I am not a second class person to god. I am having a hard time with Extremists in the LDS church who a couple have now shunned me…… I foresaw this coming I told a really good friend that this was going to happen. I started to see it happening to others now twice it has happened to me. People that I had been a TRUE friend to in the past and asked for NOTHING in return……
You want me to be angry, NO! You want me to be like you, NEVER! You want my Hate, you’re not worth my time! Turn your back on those of us who you deem unworthy. Cast your stones. We will stand together, our strength is more than your voices.