The Woman Within

The Girl I Never Knew -Christen B It was years long ago Perhaps when about age five Someone who I knew I truly was First knew that she was alive Others thought she was a girl It was her curly hair they would say The comments she remembered well Visions of an earlier day Through the early years of school She had friends with whom she would play It was always with all of the girls With whom she confided in each day Her best friend was the little girl Who visited from across the street Imaginative games were our world Our worlds combined were complete And as time and life wore on Our worlds began to be torn away Aspects of the world I had been living in Were taken from me each day The girls in school left me alone The girl next door, she stopped seeing me too They were becoming more as women I was alone and felt nothing I could do The toys of my sister’s They were one by one taken away Each was replaced with another That I was told I would enjoy a...

A good friend posted today, a link to a blog of a man dieing of colorectal cancer.  He was an entrepeneur, a father, husband, musician and many more things.  He was 41 when he died.  He died on May 4, 2011 and he wrote his own epitaph in his blog on that day.  He gave thanks to his ability to be able to share his world with others and to be graced by a loving family.  He gave thanks for being able to be a meaningful part of this world to which he contributed much.  I was so impressed and humbled to read it and it gave me pause for reflection.  Here is the link... https://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.penmachine.com%2F2011%2F05%2Fthe-last-post&h=95366 I see so many who complain and whine over the trivialities in life.  Trivial in comparison to the great equalizer which awaits us all… death.  Trivialities which consume so many and yield only negative energies and wasted time.  In the transgender world, I see s...