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this time of year

The Christmas holidays can be a wonderful time but they can also be painful for many. I lost my father on January 5th, 1995 to lung cancer (he was only 60 years old) and so this time of year has taken on a different tone since then. I have been officially divorced now for 7 years and we left the house where my children were born in late October of 2008.

Many transgender people have been rejected by their families and friends and this time of year is especially hard when they see others celebrate and take comfort in their life situation.

I can’t really complain because in spite of everything my life is hardly difficult compared to so many other people in this world. Many are focused just on having a bed to sleep on and a warm meal in their stomach.

Life is not easy for anyone but maybe the best thing is to be thankful for what we do have rather than compare ourselves to others who have more. Sometimes what we think is idyllic is far from being the case when we scratch below the surface.

I am trying to focus on stripping my life down to the bare essentials. I want to have peace of mind after not having had it for a good part of my life. The challenges I have faced have hopefully made me a stronger person and I need to keep that in mind as I embark on another year.

I don’t make resolutions. I simply try and look inward and see what I need to repair as I go along and as I get older I find that the material things of this world bring me less and less joy.

Better to look inward and work on that.


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