What a nice day today was.

I went for a bike this morning with a friend, the first time I've been on my bike in quite a while.  Then picked up some stuff for a triathlon I am volunteering at tomorrow.  It's no coincidence that I've been involved with triathlon for almost 4 years, and this is the first time that I am giving back..  Anyway, I came home and took a 4-hour "nap," which is great for me given my checkered sleep history as of late.  This evening I met some friends out for drinks... the first time that I've been out with a group of non-trans friends.  The best part about it was that there was nothing spectacular about it.  Didn't feel any different to me, or to them, I think.  Other than the fact that I smiled more than usual.  :)  While I was out, I got a voice mail from a member of my family who I have been most concerned about, in terms of his reaction.  Suffice it to say that I was absolutely blown away, in a good way, by the voice mail.  People keep surprising me.

Afterwards I had to stop at the grocery store for a couple things.  I was trying to find a ripe banana for the morning, and there was an older, heavyset gentleman there with his wife.  He knocked over a couple of the bananas and leaned over to pick them up.  I stopped him and picked them up for him.  He smiled and thanked me... "I can't bend over quite as well as I used to."  "Not a problem!"  Then he gave me a warm smile and said, "You're very sweet."  Awww.  Was coming down another row about 10 minutes later and bumped into him and his wife again, and he said, "Now there's that pretty girl again," and winked.  In a nice way.  He continued on with his wife, not knowing that was the first time that this particular pretty girl ever heard those words directed at her.  And that she'll likely never forget it.

I drove home... a local festival had started their nightly fireworks display.  I watched them out of the window.  Very fitting.  One great thing about being trans is that you gain an appreciation for things that you hadn't before.  Events that used to seem humdrum and everyday, become spectacular.


Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww girl! That incident at the store sounds so sweet. =) I just about cried reading it! :)

Glad things are just kind of being semi-normal....thats nice sometimes.

<3 Jerica

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