Not saying much lately since I've had a few medical issues to take care of again.

So I'm back in California for routine medical and gender related stuff, along with the health problems. But a big step in life is the court date for my name and gender change on December 5th.
I was anxious about coming here, but when I got off the plane in San Francisco it felt like home. I was once again a woman in an open and accepting community. A feeling of freedom overwhelmes me. It was strange because I don't worry about BEING ME anywhere I go now, but here in the SF bay area there's just a relaxed feeling about it. And to top it off I was the last person getting my bags off the plane, and as I walked towards the front a flight attendant told a maintenance worker to wait because there was one more lady exiting (me).
I forgot how being a woman in transition isn't a sin here, and how so very few people even care. I may love my little village in Michigan, but nothing beats the Bay Area for acceptance. Even if there's a few bigots around, they're on the margins here and not me. Don't get me wrong because some parts of California are as bad as anywhere else in the conservative northwest, but at least we're not forced to live in those places.
Last year at this time I'd have never thought I'd be changing my name and working with my doctor on a schedule for surgery. Even with the nagging health problems I'm incredibly happy, and this transition is something that will never be stopped.
So take care girls. And I'll post an update in December about what it's like to have a judge in court say my name is now Katherine.