Trans March, Pride, and the rest...

Emily and I had a wonderful time at Pride this year. We did it on our own terms and at our own speed. We both realize that we are not spring chickens anymore and with my declining health and with her back and joint issues we have to take it slow... The Trans March is the one event that means the most to me. We have been privileged to ride on the trolly the past 2 years. It is hard for me to put into words how much this march and gathering makes me feel whole!!! This year we had the joy of sitting next to Mama Toni and the wonderful Miss Major Griffin!! I was so honored they agreed to a picture, which my wife took as a movie!? LOL I was able to grab a still...

I just want to live my life...

Some recent exchanges on Facebook got me thinking about some stuff that well, bothered me.....
I am an out and proud genderqueer Transman. I am married to a very out and proud bisexual woman. I am a devoutly religious UU, and working on becoming the very best 'good man' I can be, because this is what my 5 y/o nephew expects me to be. I also have a lot of time to think and reflect, and my soul gets a bit bruised every time I see my life attacked. There is not a day that goes by that someone in the media, or on the campaign trail, or even on the streets are not assaulting and/or criticizing me and those I love. These feelings do not make me a victim, and I will not 'just let it go' or 'get over it', and picking and choosing where I visit and spend my money is not allowing the haters to win. My marriage is my marriage and does not affect anyone, I believe God loves us all and I live my life as such. I know we have come along way since Stonewall and yes especially in the past few years, but my time here is short and my patience waiting for equality is growing very thin. So please at times I need to vent w/o hearing well intentioned excuses and platitudes.
Thank you and good boating!!

I am bad at changing habits!!

It was last year at about this time I tried to start my blog. What did I get to, 3 and out???
If at first you don't succeed, try, try again!!!

The past 6 months have been a challenge. My marriage took a big hit when my wife, Emily, moved out for a couple of months. She moved back and we are now in therapy. All I can say is we are trying. My health is ok, but I am seeing the slow decline as I get weaker, more tired, and more chilled...

I am finding myself more and more frustrated with the state of the world. All I want is to live my life the best I can, and I am so tired of my life, my love, my rights being debated, being denied, and being fodder for stupid political pundits!!!!!

It looks like I have a start, and enough, shall we say anger, to keep me going for a bit!?