All Fired Up

Oct 13, 2007 16:25

I did it.

And it wasn't as big of a deal as I thought it would be.  They suspected, of course, so there was hardly any surprise showing on their faces.  Almost anti-climatic really.  And they said wonderful things.  They love me, support me and respect me for coming to tell them. I'm amazed.

And then I got some more good news.  My dad walked me out to the garage and had me sit on his bike to see if my feet would reach , to see if I could handle its weight.  It was so damn comfortable.  And it's beautiful.  Shiny red and chrome. He said he wants a new one, and just didn't know what to do with he one I was sittng on... hint, hint. Can you believe it?  I'm gonna be a real dyke on a bike!  He even thought that was funny.

As for me, I'm ecstactic.  I feel like this huge burden has been lifted.  I feel light, light, light.  On the way home, I rolled down the windows, blasted Pat Benetar and let the wind rip through my hair as I belted out lyrics at the top of my lungs.

I wouldn't change me for anything.
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