Jade's Transgender Journey

  Friends and Family, I really do understand on how difficult it may be for some of you to understand and support that the person you have known for over 50 years is transgender.  Since telling the world almost 2 years ago, I have often put myself in your shoes.  If someone I knew did the same thing, and because of the limited knowledge I had about transgender at the time, I most likely would have been pretty upset as well.  However, because of the love I would have had for that person, I would have not only tried to support them, I also would have tried to educate myself more on the topic.  By now, most people should have heard me speak about Gender Dysphoria, and that I am transgender because of a life long struggle that I have endured with it, which has caused depression, anxiety, anger, frustration, and even contributed to my seizures. I ask, if you were dealing with a deabiliatating health condition, would you not hope that your friends and family would try...

 The Love I am Blessed With I often reflect upon myself, and wonder how and why I am the person I have become. I am not just referring about me being transgender, but the heart I carry deep inside. First, I need to give some credit to my upbringing.  I was Blessed to have a mother that loved life and others like no one I have ever known.  She taught me to not only look for the good in people, but also look at the good in situations.  Then as I grew older, I developed my love through my faith as a Christian, which ultimately lead to me becoming an ordained minister.  Basically, I learned to develop a level of love that seems to be hidden by most of the world. Not that I am any more special than others, but it pains me knowing that others do not see the beauty and love the world offers.  Now, as a transgender person, the only way I can maintain Happiness is to remember this level of love I learned to endure.  Unfortunately, the world cannot see how my wi...

Lord, I am Sorry... Sometimes we live our lives and not appreciate what we have and who we are as a person.  Sometimes, we need to take a deep look inside to discover who we have not been.  With this in mind, these words have fallen on my heart over the past few years: Lord, I am sorry for seeing the ugly person in the mirror, but not seeing the Beauty you made me inside. Lord, I am sorry for once being transphobic, while only being afraid to discover my authentic self.  Lord, I am sorry for once being homophobic because I did not understand Biblical historical context, which prevented me in knowing so many wonderful people that you created. Lord, I am sorry that I allowed all the fears of being myself to cause me so much anxiety and depression, which has effected so many. Lord, I am sorry that I did not know how to talk and tell others who I am, that special person you created. Lord, I am sorry that I do not know how to educate those who hate those who you created differ...