I knew when I brought my children into the world that I could not place them in a mold and expect them to stay put. I knew I had to be open to their perspective, their interests, their sense of self.
A Thousand Heartbreaks
By Jennifer Savage.
I Chose My Son’s Kindergarten For Its Transgender Teacher
While gender conforming, I thought about all of the other ways he does not conform and the potential for him to be shamed.
Aftermath: Silent No More
My apathy and naiveté are shocking even to me. Almost as shocking as the fact that Donald Trump is going to be our president. Almost.
Beyond The Deep Familiar
When I was thirteen I changed my brother’s diapers and at nineteen I rocked my sister to sleep on our front porch swing. I remember the weight of her small, curled hand in my lap as she slept. This is what I want, I thought, not now, but some day.
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