Hi all, thank you for dropping by and sharing your stories. I believe that in the telling of one's story, one is able to learn from their own experience, as well as possibly enlightening other members participating in this thread.
For some it may be a relatively fresh wound that needs airing out. For others I believe it is also beneficial for them to share how they dealt with their particular situation and how for some who have overcome those obstacles, enabling them to have gone on with their lives.
My story leading into transitioning began in 1998. I had a friend's three children in my care, just a year prior to my plan for coming out full time. My friend had become unable to care for her children because of drug abuse and had to go away for a time. I had those three children in my care for two years. During those two years I met Wing Walker and I began my full time transitioning during the last summer that the children would be under my roof.
That same summer I went full time on the job and the good folks of that small town, surprisingly most readily accepted me for who I presented as. I will forever be grateful for those folks for allowing me my early tentative beginnings as a woman. Unfortunately my family, my only other sibling whom I shared a close relationship with literally turned her back on me and just walked away. That was 9 years ago and it still hurts just as much as if it were yesterday.
I have two nieces who claim they accept me but only at arms length, not in their home. My two daughters left home 9 years ago to make their own living and I haven't heard form them since. Although it was my oldest daughter who supported me the most leading up to my coming out, that much I can be thankful to her for.
I was so grateful for having those three children in my care for that short time, they also helped me come to terms with my transitioning even if they were not aware of it. Can you imagine how proud that made me feel when I was walking about town with my three children in tow? I truly loved those children like they were my own.
I can thank God for my now mate Wing Walker for being in my life and the people I worked with as a social worker. Since then I have undergone the surgery to correct an imperfection of nature down below. This allowed me to feel more deeply the nurturing, intuitive and loving sensitivities for others who are close to me. I may not any longer have blood family but I have many friends I could call as my surrogate family.
I feel like I have finally come home, like I belong with other women. I love sharing all aspects of life, sharing, thoughts, feelings and perspectives on life with other women friends. It is an entirely new concept from the one I remember of the one I use to have.
For the past 20 years I worked as a social worker, the greatest majority of folks I worked with was women.
During this time a romantic loving intimate relationship developed between Wing Walker and I. Having another relationship in this lifetime with another I never dreamed would ever happen to me again.
We got married in Ontario Province Canada four years ago, then moved over half way across the continent to settle down in Vancouver, BC where upon Wing Walker proceeded to arrange for SRS for herself.
9 weeks ago that miracle was realized. We are both as female as medical science can make us. I feel more fulfilled than I ever have any other time in my life. I have new friends, I do volunteer work at a Women's shelter where the participants have become another extension to my surrogate family. What more can I ask for? Pretty well all of my dreams have been fulfilled and I have never been happier in my life.
I believe that after living through thirty years of hell I deserve those nice things that I could only dream of only a few short years ago. A woman in love and loving life? I deserve it! I have found a home for this little story which I hope that I may touch someone else within the pages of my blog. I believe I have paid for my sins in full.
QuoteAll in all, it is not as nice as I hoped but it is nicer than what I have heard others go through.
Hi Maggie Kay, Your story has a resemblance to mine in some aspects. Sweets, things will get better once you find how to fly solo. I will send prayers that all will go as it should, I will send prayers that shall go as it should for all who have participated here.
Cindy.