Every time I think we are finally on the path forward, smooth sailing, something happens. BAM. Bump in the road. It’s become quite routine actually!
I’m taking a writing break this weekend and next weekend because I’ll be traveling! We visited Heather this weekend for Parent’s Weekend and we’re taking an anniversary trip next weekend!
I wanted to share a post that’s been making the rounds on social media. As the parent of a transgender teen, Ms. Nichols’ message resonates with me.
Yes. All parents walking the earth are tired.
We are all absolutely in solidarity with that fact.
We could all use about a week on a deserted island without any children, technology, or responsibilities of any kind.
But I feel the need to tell you about the special kind of tired that parents of transgender kids are experiencing.
It’s different than most versions of tired.
And this isn’t to “one-up”. And this certainly isn’t to take away from an LGBTQIA child themselves, their own struggles and hardships. This isn’t to take away from, or distract from… anyone.
This isn’t a competition.
This is just to simply explain and shed light on how we’re feeling, since it’s of my belief that we, the parents of trans youth, are living in our own marginalized community.
Unless we happen to live in some uber progressive area, we are all acutely aware of…
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My fear of her life experiences being limited was served to me on a silver platter by the TSA agents at Charlotte Douglas & O’Hare International airport.
Greetings friends! I'm taking a break from writing this weekend to enjoy time with my Mom, who is here visiting. I hope you're having a relaxing weekend! I'll have a new post next Sunday!
She suggested I stand where the protestors are. PROTESTORS? Um, Jen Hatmaker never mentioned protestors?!
August is here. In a mere twelve days, I will send my firstborn to college.
Trigger warning. This post discusses suicide.