Saturday, July 8, 2017
An Honor To Be Included
Before my trip, I already knew that Suzanne and Patti are wonderful women. I've had many pleasant experiences with them, in New York and Vancouver, and count them as friends. During our joyful evening together last night, something deeper occurred to me. These wonderful friends accept me as a woman. In real ways.
Not only do they call me by my real name and notably use female pronouns but they include me in their female conversation and activities. We confide, we gossip, and we made plans to go thrift-store shopping today with high tea afterward. These gals are conscious of my struggles and compassionate toward them. For instance, they asked whether and how I can try on female clothing when shopping and if I'm comfortable taking pictures of our haul. Suzanne and Patti are naturally intuitive, entertainingly expressive and impressively communicative.
Wow. I can't describe how good this makes me feel. It's like I've been in the desert my whole life and now I see an oasis, hoping it's not an illusion. Being among these women is an honor. And I mean that seriously; it's not hyperbole.