Last night I went to the SGA potluck. Just to set the stage for the real reason for this post, it was my first time going out en femme. A grand time was had by all, we ate our fill of 'recipies from home' (the theme of the potluck,) and received an excellent presentation on hair pieces and extensions (there IS hope for those of us cursed with male pattern baldness!)
Afterwards, we repaired to the bar across the street. I was conversing with a couple of the other SGA members about issues both general and trans-related, when a woman came up to me and said we had both worked together previously.
OhmigawdOhmigawdOhmigawd!
Yes!
I remember!
We spent a good twenty minutes touching bases, remembering the good and the bad of working for that organization, talking about the various saints and devils we had encountered there. She said I'll be surprised as I meet others I knew from that organization who are part of the GLBT community (honestly, I politely kept my suspicions on a few people to myself... )
--wow--
We exchanged contact information, and a hug for old times, and I got a laugh from her when I said, "It's great meeting you again for the first time!"
In another thread/topic we're discussing doubts about transition. I have those, too. If I didn't, I'd be really worried about me (wouldn't you be about you?)
But last night, and the unforseen meeting was another confirmation that I'm on the right path.
Karen
