I had a meeting yesterday with a wonderful person. After interacting with her via email for a while, when she was visiting from the US she wanted to meet face to face.
As I met her in reception I realised she was transgender.
She was confident, gregarious, happy and outgoing. She is also very successful. I found her truly inspiring.
Throughout the meeting I just felt so distracted. She must have thought I was a complete dummy.
Sat in front of me was a happy, successful, confident transgender woman just getting on with her life. I think the reason I was so distracted was because, similar to how it would be for me, she didn’t pass that well. But she didn’t let that stop her living her life as herself.
I’m just so happy for her. I admire her courage and strength. I’m so glad I met her.
At home, once everyone had gone to bed that night I stayed up. I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep. As I sat there thinking about the day tears rolled down my cheeks but I’m not quite sure why. I think it may have been frustration or even just self pity. I just felt emotional I guess.
More of our transgender brothers and sisters are finding the courage to live their lives their own way. They inspire others to do the same sometimes without even knowing it.