Time for me to fly.....

Steph...

lurking in the woods...what rot!!!....

you are being Steph, it doesn't matter how you do it girl...as long as you do....xxxx

Hi Grace, well your poem certainly hits home for me.  The first stanza, in particular, is still relevant today, especially if I go out the  door dressed a bit more girly than usual.

Wow, you still have sales girls?  I suppose if I look I could probably find some stores here with sales girls.  Where I shop, it is self serve.  I haven't seen a sales girl in the women's clothing department ever.  So I just pick out the clothes I want and head to the cashier.  When I first started shopping in person for femme clothing, I'd use the self-checkout if available.  But now, who cares.  I just take bras and whatever else to the lady at the checkout, those ladies usually call me Ma'am anyway.

I have the confidence to walk down "main" street (as we call it here instead of "high" street) but it is a deal breaker for my SO.  In a community of 70,000, I'd certainly run into someone who knows me.  My wife has told me on several occasions that she doesn't want to be perceived to be a "lesbian" (one of the reasons we don't go out together very often, even when I'm dressed in drab I'm mistaken for female).

Thanks for your poem, your creativity and willingness to share.  It definitely put a smile on my face as I read it.  Big Hugs, Krista.   Oh, P.S. the sun just came out and fingers crossed that some of that snow will start to melt.

Walk in to the light and thee shall be reborn,
Let the shadows of your fears no longer be the tears of your anguish,
Ignite the passion in your heart, and walk to freedom from the burden of thy secrets,
Cast aside the chains that bind you to your hidden world, for the oxygen of thy needs and the light of thy freedom is the peace your mind has desired, your heart has craved, and your soul has sought.
Walk into the light and thee shall be reborn,
And the devil of the shadows, will be no longer dark clouds of depression and despair,
thee will be free,
Come, come into to light and meet the free,
You owe that much to thee,
Time is short, so don't be late,the light you see does fade.
Come into the light and see, what you owe to thee.

But Stephanie, those squirrels are probably 2poos highlight of the trip to the woods, and YOU made that possible.  Well done hon.

PaulaF

Thank you !!   ❤️❤️

Thanks Grace

Love your writing

Paula XXX

Thanks Paula....if it makes any of you girls happy ...I'm happy xx

Lovely piece Grace,

And I'd add that it's not only shopping for female clothes and being seen and treated as a woman that is 'flying' but also doing the everyday stuff dressed: food shopping in the local supermarket, buying flowers at the florists, having a coffee sitting outside a cafe, visiting the local hardware store for picture hooks, picking ups prescription from the pharmacy etc. etc. Sometimes I deliberately 'scrub up' if I'm meeting up with friends but for most ordinary out and about it's the most basic make and simple comfortable clothing. At the moment this includes deep red corduroy dungarees, dark green roll neck and trainers. I feel very lucky that I'm in a position to be HildaRuth all of the time now but even so much of the time I feel as if I'm 'flying' just as Grace describes.

Love to all my sisters on CDH with the hope that we can all 'fly' more rather than less.

HildaRuth xx

While I appreciate the poetry, the essence of the whole is the confidence one builds after one takes that first, fateful step and actually ventures into the wonderful world around!
The shopping will become second nature... like shopping at Tesco’s. I do not even think about shopping at my counterpart apart from straightening my hems and seams after getting out of the car!
Now I just do rather than think about it, wish for it... confidence is what the whole acceptance thing is all about...
I spoke to a female couple the other day and they were quick to inform me that they were lesbian... I countered by saying I was a trans woman! As they were Americans and having lived in NZ since the lockdown... they were actually flummoxed that nobody really cared if they were lesbian, blue, Nigerian, strawberries or whatever! Such a nice place to live don’t you think!

Allez Polly 🛍💕🌺💋❤️🌷🌹🌸

Dear Grace,
I've said so many times, how much you inspire me, and you continue to, each and every day.
Lovely poem, thank you,
Love you girl
Hugs, Regi👩💕

Thank you Regi.....

my, how you have grown!! ❤️

I truly have, Sweet Grace, and It's all thanks the the wonderful girls, here at home.
You are all amazing.
Oh, and my lovely wife, lol
Hugs, Regi👩💕

Good save right at the end there Regi.  😂😂😂😂

Lol, I really do owe her the world, Grace
Love ya
Hugs, Regi👩💕