a place where I can hang out and make up my own stories. Wednesday, June 12, 2013. A Practical Token of Love. I settle down in the old faded brown easy chair and thought back to the summer of 1941. That summer I was one of the student nurses at the Vermont summer camp. It was to be a reward, a treat, to get out of the humid, stifling city and make some money while using our newly trained nursing skills.

Monday, August 10, 2015. Like many people, I use Facialbook to occasionally communicate with family. Brenda and I share memories, and I answer her questions about being TG. Recently, she brought up a memory that made me smile. Is this thing on? Was the song Dark Lady.

The musings of a trans-something-or-other person. Friday, August 14, 2015. This, is very much the life.

Thoughts on a Marriage in Transition. An Outing On The Lake.

Ukeing for a very good cause. My favourite pub, here in the Forest of Dean, opened their grounds for a special fundraising event to help a young lady who is suffering from a very painful disease. The aim was to raise money for an electric power chair so she can get some sort of independence back into her life. Our ukulele group were invited to be one of the star attractions and here we are, strumming our ukes, singing our hearts out and having a fabulous time.

Sunday, February 22, 2015. One Year as Me! One year. One circle of the Earth around the Sun. A year ago today I left behind one existence and began a new life. The caterpillar and butterfly metaphor is apt. The Phoenix is somewhat analogous. But what is it really? And just like that we all moved on. We three chat and she asks if I worked with D.

The ongoing life of living with a transgendered husband who has made the decision to transition. Showing the story through the eyes of a devoted and loving CIS wife. Saturday, 31 December 2016. marred by some horrid stuff going on at my work which hopefully will get sorted in the new year. what a year of changes it will be! Thursday, 22 December 2016. Last tattoo cover up complete.