{"id":30,"date":"2014-10-13T06:30:00","date_gmt":"2014-10-13T06:30:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/typingmonkeys.com\/ait\/?p=30"},"modified":"2018-02-21T21:19:48","modified_gmt":"2018-02-22T01:19:48","slug":"day-21-new-norma","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/possiblegirl.com\/sotheresthat\/day-21-new-norma\/","title":{"rendered":"Day 21: A New Normal"},"content":{"rendered":"

Sunday morning coming down and I feel as if there’s a new normal in my life. Or at least, a new normal where I live.<\/span><\/p>\n

No more hiding at home. No more fear of being who I am in my own house.<\/span><\/p>\n

Who’d of thunk, right?<\/span><\/p>\n

I cheerfully pad around the first floor in my bare feet, toenails still painted a dark red. I pass by my oldest who is parked on a couch and he stares fixedly at my toes.<\/span><\/p>\n

Uh-oh. Uh-oh?<\/span><\/p>\n

But he breaks into a smile and, “Wow, those look nice.”<\/span><\/p>\n

I laugh, yeah, well I told you I have girl feet.<\/span><\/p>\n

It’s a tension-free encounter that I didn’t think possible 24 hours ago. Hell, unthinkable\u00a0only 24 days ago.<\/span><\/p>\n

I don’t think full-blown girl mode is appropriate after all the Sturm und Drang<\/i>\u00a0of the past few days, but I do have a desire to show off my burgundy clogs. So I do. Again, a positive response. As in, wow, I like those.<\/span><\/p>\n

It is such a delightful exchange, and I am finally able to respond how I’ve always wanted to, “Yeah, pretty cool, right?”<\/span><\/p>\n

And the bonus in all this? I’m taller than my oldest for the first time in about three years. In your face!<\/span><\/p>\n

Who knew being a girl could be so empowering?<\/span><\/p>\n

Note: When I began transitioning in 2014, I was known by my nickname DiG, which sufficed until I learned my mom had chosen Jennifer had my birth gone differently. So for historical sake, I leave my posts and podcasts as originally conceived, but know that my name is and apparently always was Jen.<\/i><\/span><\/div>\n
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