The little boy I used to drive around the block to get him to sleep has graduated from high school; one year later due to his battle with anxiety but with that same wonderful character he possesses fully intact. I couldn't be more proud of him. He has qualities that I don't have in his more developed kindness and patience and he now teaches me about these very things. He is also no longer a little boy and shows even more plainly the genetic traits of a grandfather he never met. He is shy and withdrawn but he will burn that off the way we all do and really make something of himself in this world; that award he won for academic excellence made that evident to me. Last night the banner hanging over the proceedings and the heads of the faculty read: "Yesterday I was clever so I wanted to change the world; today I am wise so I am changing myself" and hopefully with that inscription in mind the class of 2018 goes off into the next step of their respective journeys.
Thoughts and ideas (plus a little gender theory) from an intellectually curious transgender person. - Being trans is not a choice but what to do with that knowledge just might be