Transgender??
Transgender is the state of one's "gender identity" (self-identification as woman, man, or neither) not matching one's "assigned sex" (identification by others as male or female based on physical/genetic sex). "Transgender" does not imply any specific form of sexual orientation; transgender people may identify as heterosexual, homosexual, bisexual, pansexual, polysexual, or asexual. The precise definition for transgender remains in flux.
NOW, you wonder why I am doing a post on transgender. Here is the story.
16 months ago my then 24 year old GRANDDAUGHTER called me and said "grandma, I am gay". I was not shocked, matter of fact, I had suspected it for several years but would not say anything until she confirmed it. I did tell her while talking that I felt like I already knew that she was and of course she was relieved that she did not have to endure a lot of questions.
Fast forward to 3 months ago when we received a letter from our now 25 year old GRANDCHILD telling us that after several months of counseling and researching and dealing with turmoil within herself that she realized that she was not gay after all, that she is actually a transgender person. After extensive counseling and research she came to the realization that she is actually "male gender" born into a "female body".
The process of transformation of the body from female to male is an undertaking that she began in the spring of this year. She has to take daily shots of the male hormones and of course her looks and features as well as the voice has taken on male traits.
This past Monday she had the surgery to remove both of her breasts.
NOW, I have spent the last 25 years of referencing my first born grandchild as "she" however, my firstborn grandchild IS no longer a SHE but a HE.
I would be deceiving both you and myself to say that this has not been a tramatic situation in my life and without God's help I could not have come to the point that I have come to. I love my "first born grandchild" with all my heart and I don't understand everything there is to understand about this. Who knows, maybe I will someday but there is the chance that I won't. Bottom line is this.....this is my grandchild....take away the outward appearance.....this still remains my grandchild....and that soul and spirit withing that child is what I love, understand and cherish.
God never puts more on us than He gives us the strength to bear. May each of your blessings be many and may He provide your needs and give you much happiness. Chargail
