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Good day Let me start off with saying, I know that I haven't been active in a long time, and I might not get to say this... Merry Christmas to all of you celebrating the festive season. May this bring you everything you thought it would and more. I had an eventful few months and that is so going to get me disowned if I'm not already disowned... But that is another story for another day, when I probably need to vent. I got engaged in the last few months and only my niece, also the one I call my child, and she agrees that I'm being disowned and flung out like last years fashion that will never become a craze again. So yes, engaged and I do love him, flaws and all. Then, I started working on shifts again, and my time is so occupied with work and love life that I barely have time to think about what to tell you. Ooooh, did I mention that my one doctor finally gave me the letter that is required to change my gender marker on my ID, and that only took something like 4 years to get. And now the other doctors that said they would assist me are the problems in doing what I need to do. How can this be so difficult to get the letter required for the change. I also said that I will only marry once these changes have been executed on my ID. But I also might subconsciously want to wait a while for making certain that I made the right choice in giving my heart to someone. So yes, my medical check ups for script renewal has changed to once a year, but I need my script rewritten every 6 months. I tore some ligaments in my right hand and could use it properly for 9 weeks, okay it's 12 weeks already, and it is still painful to do some moves, and to fight properly with my hand. Okay, it happened because I was in a fight with a guy who's face was harder then the back of a pickup or brick wall. Okay, it was also justifiable that I knocked the guys teeth out, after all he was beating a teenage girl with a golf club and he was a grown ass man. What else did I not mention that I think you should know about??? Really can't think now, but my operation was a success, seeing that I got through the complications that I faced for a time frame afterwards. Developed blood clots that just didn't want to go away, and bled like a leaking bottle for a bit more then 6 weeks, and it freaked me out the few times I woke up covered in blood, and that my precautions didn't even help me. Did I mention that my hair is now slightly over shoulder length. I settled down to around 135-140Lbs no longer 145Lbs. Doesn't help my breast development, but I also thought of having a discussion with the endocrinologist on the possibility to change me to another estrogen form, cause I can't figure out what is making me nauseous. Might be the medication, or something else, like stressing. Yes, you would also be stressing if you knew the man that you love is kinda, sort of, disliked by your family, because I can't figure out how to convince them that he is right for me. Having my legs licked and probably telling me to stop having a discussion with myself, I will be doing the following. Merry Christmas my sweets, stay as kind as you are. I've not forgotten you, so have constantly thought of what to tell you, but when I had the words, I definitely didn't have the time to write anything. Keep safe please, as I don't want to hear of another death of someone I knew. Okay, two so called family members, wait was three if recall properly. Father's brother (no he wrote each other off one Xmas, after he decided to attack me for being trans, so not family), cousins husband (didn't know him, and I think I stopped at the accident without knowing about it, and was working), aunt's brother (she married in so does that make him family), and the same aunt's boyfriend (yes she turn 70 this week, in the last 2 months we had to deal with him that got a stroke, and I was the last person around him as his last 2nd and last stroke took his life. He was so looking forward to her birthday and Christmas, but just made it to December). So be safe and enjoy the festive season. I will be watching over those of you close to me. Kind loving hearts blossom Friends, family and loves We gather in a time of giving Not the giving of presents But the giving of hearts We are all here Not just waiting, but Fighting for what we were taught The teachings of what is right and wrong And I guess, that we have finally started believing Believing in our dreams and what our hearts are telling us So go forth and be who you were meant to be. Cheers Michele

Dear Michele, ONE OUT OF THREE people are estranged from a family member. Have gone ten years without speaking to my brothers (I have no sisters), and some of them I have reconciled, others I have not, due to my being a Lesbian. The interesting part is that they do not speak to each other. My mother's side of the family I am estranged from because I am Gay, and all my Gay cousins have moved to Portland, Oregon. Went to my last family reunion and watched my family be cruel to the Black American wife of a cousin and the biker club member of another cousin. To me, THAT is NOT family. Was tempted to tell my brother who took me that I wanted to go for a walk and LOOK FOR THE RAINBOW FLAG, as that is my REAL family! Choosing a family of CHOICE is the challenge many people have, T/LGB or not! It WILL get better! You have friends here. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! Your friend, Monica

Good Morning this is DeeDee. I was about 5 years old when I first felt like a girl in a boys body. My mom and Dad knew something was different with me but due to their extreme religious beliefs they were unable to see that I was just a Girl trapped in a boys Body. I spent many years growing up wearing my sisters clothes in secret and even repressing the feelings of femininity. Then I went through boy puberty and found my penis, don't get me wrong I had fun with it but fun and true joy are two different things. anyway well touch on all that another day. I am 40 years old now and I am beginning transition. 1. understand this is the real deal and not a fantasy 2. have the support of my wife who is my life and means the world to me 3. begin hormones 4. start dressing full time. wow so much to begin and I am excited. 6 we

Hi DeeDee, Glad you found us! It is exciting to finally acknowledge and become our authentic selves, isn’t it? We are blessed to be living in this day and age when the tide is finally shifting toward tolerance, acceptance, and dare I say welcome of transgender people. You look terrific in your photos! Emma

Good evening, My husband and I decided to start this blog to track our journey. Here is a little back story. We have known each other since 1991. I was 13 at the time, and he was 15. There was attraction on both our parts from first sight. We somehow can't stay away from each other ​ We love spending time together, mostly driving out on the open road. We have 2 young boys, and they are definitely a huge part of our lives. Our baby is 1.5 years old, so we took time to get him through the baby stages, and when we confident that these 2 boys completed our family, the journey into my husband feeling more comfortable in his skin could start to transpire. It wasn't like we planned it that way. Since the boys arent quite as needy as they were, about 6 months ago, we started putting ourselves, and our relationship, to the forefront of our every-day. We would spend hours talking after the boys went to bed, and it was then that we learned so much more about each other. This talking brought out his feelings about how uncomfortable he was in his body. I, of course, want him to be confident and comfortable, no matter what, or who, that is. I love him for him, period. Slowly, over the past like 5-6 weeks, he has begun to dress more as a woman, and is becoming more confident going out in public. He wants to go all the way, so that is the ultimate goal, no matter how long it takes to get there. The process of telling our 5 year old has been slow and steady. He is becoming more and more comfortable with it, and even him and Daddy went into a convenience store the other night, while Daddy was dressed, and neither one were embarrassed! It is a huge step! This blog will be both of us writing, as we feel something that needs to be shared, or documented, for our journey. If I am writing, I will put an "L" to let the reader know it is from my perspective. We are excited what the future will hold and look forward to this blog filling up quickly lol. Goodnight for now. "L"

Hello and welcome, Your partner is so very fortunate to have you as theirs. So many spouses cannot handle the transitions that you she are doing. I think it will be terrific to read your blog. Hopefully we will provide feedback and comments that will help you both. I’m a bit older than you. At 61 I’ve only come to terms with my being transgender over the past 3-4 years. My dear wife of 21 years and I will be divorced by the end of this year. She supports, understands, and loves me, but emotionally she can’t deal with my being trans. I’ve moved, and started my HRT about two months ago. It is so scary to come into yourself as a woman. What style am I? Am I appropriate? What fits? !!! I love hearing how you support each other. Hugs, Emma