I have always dreamed of going to congregational religious services as myself.
I've frequently been underdressed at services and have always seen it as a way to really let God know that I recognize and accept His plan for who I am.
Ive been a member of a congregation's Ladies Auxiliary for some time and attend meetings en femme, but have never attended services fully dressed.
On New Year's Eve the womens' group that my spouse and I belong to was having a house party at one of the womens' homes. But some of the members were planning on going to New Year's Eve services first, at a congregation that we're not directly affiliated with.
My spouse and I decided to join them. It was my first time attending services fully en femme.
So there I was, me, not en drab "him," participating and praying with around 150 people. For the first time in my life it felt so natural and so wonderful!
Afterwards we went to the New Year's Eve party and had a lovely time with our group.
There were only two known males in the room -- one was the hostesses' gigantic dog and the other was the husband of one of the women. The poor guy (the husband, not the dog) was stuck in the corner of the couch, trying to avoid breathing for fear that he would be overwhelmed by estrogen. He and his wife left a bit before midnight.
The rest of us gathered in a circle and welcomed in the New Year with raised glasses of champagne.
Our congregation is having it's annual Ladies' Auxiliary service in a couple of weeks. This year perhaps I may finally join the other women up on stage.
(That's not a cane next to my right arm, it's part of the rocking chair behind me).