blog linkThe phone rings. Uh-oh. That has to be my sister. This is the first time in my life that I have ever had the urge to avoid her calls.
It has finally happened. Gina has officially been hit by the weight of my life.
Let me back up a little. A couple of days ago, my sister finally received the news about me.
"So you really don't like being a woman?" she asked. "I don't understand. I thought you were happy with who you are. I was OK with you being a lesbian, but this is just so confusing."
