My daughter deserves to grow up in a home where she is treated with dignity and where her self-identified gender is respected. She deserved to grow up loved by her parents for who she is. This is not only the moral thing to do, State law requires it.
It’s hard to breathe. I was exhausted and scared and confused when I started the week. I didn’t know it could all be multiplied. The holiday rush began and I started out behind schedule. No baking done. No cleaning done. Come Monday morning when I left the house to attend court-ordered custody mediation, the house… Continue reading Hope Fades Quickly
Sometimes the Universe conspires to meet you where you are, push you forward to where you need to be. Two weeks ago a series of family court decisions rocked our house. While in the end nothing really changed for the time, we had hope and peace ripped out from under us and I think we… Continue reading Weathering the Storm
Going back to school was exciting. Starting the year with her new name and presenting as her true self was a big step. It wasn’t long before reality set in though. We were fully prepared for there to be some backlash from parents. We knew the kids would be great, and they really have been.… Continue reading Another Expert Comes to Call
In August, I set a new personal record. Not in a 5k, not in number of pounds lost, or cupcakes turned down. I was in court three times in August. Three times in a single month. Not only was I in court three different times, but I was in three different courtrooms for three different… Continue reading Nevertheless, She Persisted
This journey has taken me places I never expected. The obstacles and the detours have frightened, frustrated, and nearly destroyed me, but look at me now!
I want to live my life out loud. I miss living my life out loud. For the year that I was blogging on a weekly basis about my journey to lead a wholehearted life after trauma, I felt incredible, as if I had been set free from the burden of keeping myself a secret. I… Continue reading Living Out Loud
Three years ago this week we appeared in family court for the first time, after a year and a half of back and forth intimidation without attorneys. Tomorrow I will represent myself before our judge for the tenth time. For the most part, I would say it gets easier all the time. I know what… Continue reading What’s the Saying About Insanity?
My Voice. My Vision. 