Once I had a daughter.
Then she was gone.
She disappeared.
She wasn't sick.
She didn't die.
She became a he.
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the butterflies of change and giving your heart to a Harley man
Harriet Why
- Location
- San Diego, California, USA
- Birthday
- December 29
- Bio
- Emerging from my sheltered life in time to grow up, I write music, I play, and I sing. I've packed my rations and--piano on my back--I'm headed out to hunt for the notes that will light the way to living my best life. I'll be in the woods tonight. See you at the campfire.
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “My life began at 40,
then again at 50. I'm getting
the
feeling it's gonna
happen…”
March 12, 2010 05:55PM - “In my line of work for
many years, everything
measured, an
inch was a lot.
Like…”
March 12, 2010 01:44PM - “Dear Art
You are
dear art
a crafter of
heart
you can make
it
out of an old
fart
start…”
March 12, 2010 01:38PM - “Your point makes me
think of Michael Jackson and
Thriller.
Whenever someone
writ…”
March 11, 2010 06:24PM - “No way choo choo. Word
art for sure. Were you a
stand-up
comic in a previous
li…”
March 11, 2010 06:05PM
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Comments
I would love to learn more about your feelings about this. One of my dearest and longest -held friends went from being a daughter to being a son. He's very happy now and it seems right. Still, sometimes I've wondered about his parents and their thoughts and feelings. They show(ed) love and support to him on the whole, but still.... I wonder about those inner feelings.
Take care.