Lovin’ This Ride

I feel sorry for anyone who isn’t me!

There! I’ve said it and I mean it. I just had to get it off my chest, or breasts, as the case my be. I really love my life, who I’ve become and who I’m with. I don’t even think about my sixty-six trips around the sun. I’m like the Aunties in the picture to the right. Full of joy, enjoying the ride, looking fabulous and cruising down my path. How’s that for someone being full of themselves?

Darn it, but we’ve earned it!

If we look at it, what we’ve been through, what we’ve learned along the way, how we’ve grown as people and embraced ourselves, we really have earned happiness. I’ve not met anyone who’s had a smooth, trouble-free, fast path to happiness, self-acceptance and joy. If you have been blessed or know someone who has, give me their name so I can find out how they pulled it off. Most of us have gone through the fire to get here. I’m not saying I’ve had it the worst, but there are parts I’d love to forget.

It’s a cliché, but I count my blessings

I know what some are thinking, “Go away, Pollyanna.” I can say this having spent way too much time giving myself pity parties and “Oh, woe is me’ing.” When I did stop complaining and started celebrating, everything changed. My looks improved. (Scowling is so unattractive) I gained some weight. (I’m a happy eater) Life became an adventure. (Everyday there are new and exciting things to see, learn and do, even if it’s in your own backyard) I found someone who loves me and my craziness. (We’re getting married this November in Hawaii. She’s an island girl) And to quote Stuart Smalley from the old Saturday Night Live (remember back when it was really funny), “I’m good enough, I’m smart enough, and gosh darn it, people like me!”

No one is going to take away my bliss!

Cate O’Malley

Do I still hear things, see things, glimpse people’s reactions? Sure I do. Do I care? Fat chance, sister! (There sure are a lot of exclamation points in this post!) If people don’t like me, that’s their problem — not mine. I’m just going to keep on being happy, loving myself and my beautiful wahini and enjoying this wonderful ride.

Hop on!

I’m not the only one who’s found this secret to happiness. It’s out there for everyone. First decide to be happy. Secondly, don’t forget number one. So my beautiful sisters and brothers, put on your muumuu and haku (that’s the flower head band, I had to ask) and jump on the back of my scooter. We’ll travel down the path together, being happy and thankful. You’ll love the ride!

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Category: Transgender Body & Soul, Transgender Opinion