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Messy But Beautiful

Photo by Steve Johnson on Unsplash

When my husband told me that our sixteen year old had come out to him as transgender, I laughed. I thought it was some weird joke I didn’t understand. John may as well have said Sam was on a spaceship headed toward Jupiter. I was shocked and confused; it made no sense to me. “Bring Sam up here,” I said. “I’m gonna call his* bluff and make him* put on some of my clothes.” Then we’ll see who’s really a girl, I thought to myself. Thankfully, my husband knew better than to comply with what would have been an awkward and humiliating experience for everyone.

(Read the rest of this post at Red Tent Living.)

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