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We actually have a fairly busy time ahead for the Thanksgiving Holiday weekend. On Thanksgiving Day we make the hour journey north to the Dayton, Ohio suburbs where we have an invitation to my daughter’s Mother in Law’s dinner. Which means a blog post for tomorrow will be an extremely difficult thing to accomplish.
Normally, the get together involves my first wife as well as many others. She also has another get together on Saturday which we can’t attend because of a certain college football game between The Ohio State Buckeyes and the team up north (Michigan) the game has huge national football playoff considerations. So we decided to choose the Thursday meal to attend.
Always before we leave and sometimes even during the dinner, I make sure I pass along my appreciation for being accepted into their family when my own rejected me after I came out as my authentic self…a transgender woman. It still feels different after all these years to need to pick out the proper outfit to wear. This year I have decided on a cream colored cable knit sweater paired with black leggings and my charcoal gray boots. Obviously I don’t want to overdress the casual occasion but on the other hand don’t want to go too casual. I don’t go looking for compliments but it is always nice to be complemented by my first wife who was around for my early years as a cross dresser. Often with questionable results.
I know how fortunate I am to have essentially two accepting families for the holidays. My daughter, her in laws and my wife Liz’s family. I…
