Monday, September 25, 2006

change of seasons

I realized I've not updated my blog in several months and two changes of seasons have taken place.

I am still in awe of how good life can be sometimes. I have been able to do a small amount of volunteering at Time Out Youth, although not enough. These young folks amaze me. I told the group a couple months ago that I've known people who live a lifetime and never really get in touch with their 'true selves'. It is I who learn from them.

Fathers' Day came and went, as did a birthday, without a call from my daughter. I did hear from my son and have seen him, which means more than can be put into words.

I thought a lot about Fathers' Day this year. I have known some people who attempt to sever their ties to the past and shun the label of father, brother or son. I would not critize anyone for their decisions, but I will always be proud to be a father to my children. It is the past that has shaped who we are today. Anyhow, this is only my opinion.

I never cease to be amazed at the bickering that goes on within what are supposed to support groups. I am watching it happen now in more than one group. The groups and the names don't matter. The outcome is the same. When we spend our energy and time in flame wars over personal slights, whether real or perceived, we take away from the good that can be accomplished by the larger number. It is just so easy to get caught up with 'self' that the needs of others fall by the wayside. Each of us is guilty to some extent, this writer included, I am certain.

We had our semester visit to The University of North Carolina at Charlotte last week. This outreach continues to be one of the more satisfying efforts for me personally, and I believe for the others who attend.

It occurred to me during last week's class that someone with courage began this outreach 17 years ago. There are three classes per year, which is 51 classes. Assuming 30 students per class (there are usually more) that is 1,530 people who have seen a positive image of TG people from varying points on the spectrum.

I would wonder how many of those people were questioning their own gender identity. Societal norms tell us a certain percentage would be. The rest may be more open to friends or relatives whom they may learn are questioning. It's a pretty cool thought in those terms.