My sister-in-law is married to a trans-man. And they are having a baby. And it’s a boy.
This will one of the most interesting observations I have ever witnessed. It’s one thing to know it exist, but this is hitting close to home. I got no issues with them and their lifestyle.
Two things exist in my life at the same time. I don’t agree with the LBGTQ’s agenda, and I’m supportive of my sister-in-law’s relationship and choice of life.
I went to their gender reveal party. I went because I was totally against the idea of them having a gender reveal party in the first place knowing one of them is a trans man. It was fascinating. Because why are you assigning this child a gender knowing the “husband” struggled with their own?
I sat in awe while I witnessed humanity’s insanity. Watching the mothers and all the friends cry in happiness. I thinking about how one of the mothers (the husband) will not be blood related to the child. Curious on how “his” mother will react to the child calling her “daughter”, daddy.
Should be an interesting journey to witness.
It’s like watching the weather. I like watching people like I do storms rolling up. Both humans and weather can be turbulent. I guess we are so used to patterns and norms, that when chaos or turbulence enters into the paradigm of stability, it fucks with our perception of the world. Fuck it.
I’ll watch.
That was powerful as f*ck
and like you said you LOVE THEM that is all that is matters.
We don't have to AGREE but we need patience respect and understanding.
also I know my brother was like
as he reread this sentence he just wrote.