I don't know how many more times we will have to do this...but I am seriously hoping it is not many. I just sent another email to a friend about Kegan being a girl. All the main players know, i.e., relatives, close friends, neighbors, people who we see at least once a year. The people who needed to be told because we see them or talk to them frequently or at least frequently-ish know and have known.
There are a handful of people who we keep in touch with sporadically who do not know. Some of them I may or may not tell...I guess it will depend on whether or not we "catch up" again at some point. Then there are the people who I count as friends, but don't manage to keep in close contact with. The people who if push came to shove I could call and get help with some crisis or who could call us and get help with their crises. So we are friends, but distantly, but in a pinch the distance would shortened dramatically if needed. Some of those people don't know.
It feels weird to not know what the expected reaction is from them. I mean, if we are friends you would think I would have a good understanding of their outlook on many big issues. However, it seems for some of them I don't. Anyway, I just sent an email to a friend who I text with a few times a month, who I love and know she loves me, who has been there during other challenges in my life, and who I have helped her in difficult times. But we don't connect that often...partially because of physical distance, partially due to the crazy schedules of moms, and partially due to laziness, I guess.
Anyway, I sent the email....and within ten minutes of hitting send I have refreshed my email two times, double checked that it sent, and checked for a text message from her. As well as sent her a text to tell her I sent an email (because apparently I am an old lady!). Clearly, she could not have even read the lengthy email in ten minutes, assuming she even happened to see a new email popped up! And yet...I will be neurotically checking and refreshing until I hear from her. Because that is how it goes...the waiting is long. It is just long.
I always taught my children it is okay to be different. I thought I was teaching them to accept others who are aren't the same as them. It turns out I was also, thankfully, teaching them it is okay to be true to one's self even if that means being different. This is our journey, as we stumble and hopefully land upright while we help our transgender child navigate the world.
(((hugs))) Good luck! I hope you hear from her soon. I've only told a handful of people about Jeremy but he agreed to have a picture posted of him with his hair all done up and I commented that he brought his favourite perfume with him to go camping... and I've posted a few cartoons and articles about gender non-conforming youths.
ReplyDeleteWaiting is definitely hard.
Thank you! I heard back this afternoon! She said Kegan is amazing and so are we! This was a friend I did not want to lose! Yay, yay, yay! Thank you for the note and good wishes!!
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome. I'm glad you got such a great response :)
DeleteOh, wow! Thanks! I will get on it! :)
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