Megan,(MJ) 57, Central Illinois, transgender, T1D the princess of the prairie.
Never give up, don't ever give up. HRT 1-10-20
No excuses, No apologies, No regrets!
In a real WTF have I gotten myself into moment (a phrase I will be repeating often over the next seven months) I find myself in an unfamiliar yet exciting situation.
No, unfortunately it has nothing to do with my crush.
I'm still working up the courage to do anything about that one yet.
No, this is something far more out of left field.
I'm going to be working with The Osceola Arts Theater to put on an art exhibition featuring transgender artists.!
Once again I say, WTF?
This opportunity, of course, grew out of an incident that happened last week at the theater where I do some volunteer work.
I detailed that encounter in the entry "Anytime, Anywhere ".
In review, the art display in the theater lobby where I volunteer had a wildly transphobic peice on display.
The peice was like a punch in the gut so I resigned as a volunteer and told them why.
To their immense credit they responded within a few days (I sent the email on a Friday night, afterall) with an apology and a reasonable explanation.
During the reply email the person at the O.A. floated out an idea to host art done by the LGBTQ+ community and wanted you know if that was something worth pursuing.
I said I was in favor of it, but the reason the art pice currently on display caused the reaction it did in me was because the Transgender community has been under so much attack lately from the Florida government as well as state governments nationwide and the display in the theater lobby felt like piling on in the very place where I volunteer my time.
She then suggested how about an exhibit showcasing the thoughts and experiences of transpeople?
I said that would be fantastic!
She offered me the opportunity to help put on the exhibit and had a opening on the calendar.
She also set up a meeting so we could go over the details.
So just like that BAM! I am helping to put on an art exhibition featuring transgender artists and themes!
In Florida!
The dates are November 7th to December 7th 2024.
The meeting to go over the logistics is on May 1st at 11am.
In the mean time I'm compiling a list of questions and ideas.
After all, this is new territory for me.
But bring on the challenge!
I can't wait for the transgender community to have a voice and be seen!
I can't stop smiling while I'm reading. I'm probably old enough to be your mother or heaven forbid your grandma. But you all gave me the strength to finally break free. Thanks so much.
33 isn't old but I definitely feel like it is when I log into this website
In the early days of December in 1952 London experienced "the killer smog". It lasted 5 days and killed thousands. The clean air act of 1962 helped clear the air.
Wednesday was a really busy day. Lots of clients, hundreds of miles driven, 10 hours on the clock. And when I got back to the shop the regional supervisor was there struggling with an inventory. So I stayed an extra hour to help. I was exhausted when I got home. Imagine my surprise when I saw this...
Sitting on my mailbox next to the front door was an owl. After I took the picture I had a chat with the owl. I was at arms length when the owl suddenly flew away.
I believe this was a messenger. That it's time for a new part of my journey to begin. I have no idea what that might be but I'm excited for it.
I've been at peace ever since. It was just what I needed after such a long day. What a wonderful journey!
A problem that I was dreading became an issue I couldn't ignore. My hairpiece is shot. I tried to order a new one, but the manufacturer is overloaded and can't deliver a new one for months. So I contacted some old friends who work with hairpieces and wigs and made a change in the hair force.
I love the color! And this one is much more flexible than the last one.
Maybe now I'll take more pictures. I know I'll sleep better.
An update on my work situation. My boss retired 8 weeks ago. The regional supervisor has been working with the interim supervisor for about 11 weeks now and is totally underwhelmed. Even the interim knows it's not going to work out. We need a leader. And then, out of nowhere, something happened that has left me speechless and humbled.
My coworkers (totally unbeknownst to me) sent an email to the regional supervisor asking him to come speak with me about the position. I was just.....
They could have picked anyone else, they could have just kept quiet. But no, they picked me.
The regional supervisor showed up unannounced today about a half hour before my shift with the specific intent to sit and speak with me. I was blindsided but I made a living speaking in public for years so I just let the magic happen. It went very well.
Finally, FINALLY someone has noticed me for the right reasons. I never wanted to be noticed for being trans, just treated like anyone else. I can rise on my own merits. I worked damn hard for this opportunity and now I have my shot.
But I will say this. In a multi national, multi million dollar company I would be the first transgender person to rise to this rank. And I will take a minute or two to bask in the glory of it.
Then I have to work like hell to prove I belong there!
Just a moment to let you all know about Rose Brooks. She is the fabricator on Motor Myth busters. And she is one of us! I must meet a fellow trans gear head.