ginapoodle
04-14-2017, 06:52 PM
All,
Early this morning, taking trash out, I encountered our next door neighbors. These are mom and her two little girls that we know very well. Laughs and hugs and banter with the girls, and I commented on their pretty dresses and painted toe nails and new shoes. I told them I also love to get my nails done. The oldest responded, "boys don't paint their nails!!!" and we had a laugh.
The gender classification and registration occurs rapidly. Very first attribute people note when meeting another human is gender.
Fact is one of my most precious memories of Gina is getting my nails professionally done in Portland (both toes and fingers) before going out enfemme. Went to salon with a close friend, she picked the colors, and the tech did a magnificent job. Broke my heart to take the polish off and trim my fingernails that I had grown for a couple weeks. I have beautiful, slender hands, so the effect works very well, I have very pretty hands.
Then, my eldest daughter posted on FB an excellent article about a local family helping their child transition M to F at age 4, despite cultural and religious opposition.
My comment: takes courage. Impressive to see cultural changes, fortunate young girl to be sure. I had an "if only" thought...but in the fifties, nobody understood.
Here is a link to the article:
http://www.goodhousekeeping.com/life/parenting/a43702/transgender-child-kimberly-shappley/
Attended a church Tenebrae service, it was beautiful and deep and meaningful for me. We take a metaphorical/metaphysical approach. Female pastor, and friend and teacher of mine led much of the service. She knows about Gina, I shared with her my gender issues, and she responded very positively. Her support brought me to tears a few weeks ago, a rare event. I suspect our dialog will slowly evolve. Also another friend was there, we took classes together. She pinned me again, wanting to have coffee and just talk. She is married with a son, and I know her intent is friendship and spiritual interaction, discussion and reflection. And I thought, I wonder if I should open up to her? Considering that move as I have a lot of respect for her. Not sure though.
Self observation is: my female self is always present, and can be expressed in many ways. Actual dressing is always fun, yet I have a deeper integration that in many ways is more meaningful. And, I sometimes wonder if I should reveal to both my daughters, however I think they would struggle keeping confidentiality unlike my Pastor.
Thanks for providing a venue for sharing. This place helps me process who I am, and where I am, and where I have been, and where I am going.
Time to walk the poodles, then fix a healthy salad for dinner. Maybe a motorcycle ride Saturday? My sinus infection seems to be dying, and weather is supposed to be good. A ride would help morale, I have been fighting the black dog a bit the past month or so.
Early this morning, taking trash out, I encountered our next door neighbors. These are mom and her two little girls that we know very well. Laughs and hugs and banter with the girls, and I commented on their pretty dresses and painted toe nails and new shoes. I told them I also love to get my nails done. The oldest responded, "boys don't paint their nails!!!" and we had a laugh.
The gender classification and registration occurs rapidly. Very first attribute people note when meeting another human is gender.
Fact is one of my most precious memories of Gina is getting my nails professionally done in Portland (both toes and fingers) before going out enfemme. Went to salon with a close friend, she picked the colors, and the tech did a magnificent job. Broke my heart to take the polish off and trim my fingernails that I had grown for a couple weeks. I have beautiful, slender hands, so the effect works very well, I have very pretty hands.
Then, my eldest daughter posted on FB an excellent article about a local family helping their child transition M to F at age 4, despite cultural and religious opposition.
My comment: takes courage. Impressive to see cultural changes, fortunate young girl to be sure. I had an "if only" thought...but in the fifties, nobody understood.
Here is a link to the article:
http://www.goodhousekeeping.com/life/parenting/a43702/transgender-child-kimberly-shappley/
Attended a church Tenebrae service, it was beautiful and deep and meaningful for me. We take a metaphorical/metaphysical approach. Female pastor, and friend and teacher of mine led much of the service. She knows about Gina, I shared with her my gender issues, and she responded very positively. Her support brought me to tears a few weeks ago, a rare event. I suspect our dialog will slowly evolve. Also another friend was there, we took classes together. She pinned me again, wanting to have coffee and just talk. She is married with a son, and I know her intent is friendship and spiritual interaction, discussion and reflection. And I thought, I wonder if I should open up to her? Considering that move as I have a lot of respect for her. Not sure though.
Self observation is: my female self is always present, and can be expressed in many ways. Actual dressing is always fun, yet I have a deeper integration that in many ways is more meaningful. And, I sometimes wonder if I should reveal to both my daughters, however I think they would struggle keeping confidentiality unlike my Pastor.
Thanks for providing a venue for sharing. This place helps me process who I am, and where I am, and where I have been, and where I am going.
Time to walk the poodles, then fix a healthy salad for dinner. Maybe a motorcycle ride Saturday? My sinus infection seems to be dying, and weather is supposed to be good. A ride would help morale, I have been fighting the black dog a bit the past month or so.