On Tuesday, I mentioned that, after the TDoR, I spoke to a clergy member from a local synagogue. I told her about the "transgender 101" session that was given to middle school students at my synagogue. She expressed interest in doing a similar session for her students and was curious to know about the format and such.
I told her I'd get her what information I had. I know I had a handout which I kept for a possible post (or discussion with my boys) but it disappeared. I wrote to the instructor and asked if I could pass on his contact information. I told him about my encounter and said it was "after the TDoR service at the UU church."
So now he knows one of three things about me: (a) I'm transgendered; (b) one of my children or another close family member is transgendered; or (c) I'm an empathetic civilian.
(c) is the least likeliest. He might think it's (b) but I have sent an e-mail to the woman from the other synagogue with his contact information.
Their exchange will proceed something like:
"Hi. Meg gave me your contact information. I'd like to discuss blah blah blah."
"Hi. I don't know 'Meg' but {male name} contacted me about that. Is that who you mean?"
Thus removing all doubt.
A casual outing.
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Friday, November 28, 2014
Tuesday, November 25, 2014
Transgender Day of Remembrance, Service
Truth be told, I was thinking of skipping the night out because I was so tired that day, but I expected to see a minister there who knew me and knew about Meg, although she had not met Meg. I'll tell the story of my coming out to her soon, after I clear out a backlog of going out events and a few other bits of flotsam and jetsam.
We sat down and I saw a few people I recognised (or that Charity helped me recognise). I said hi to Rev. Emma, the minister from the Metropolitan Community Church that hosted the event in years past. She remembered me, had even written to me a few days earlier to inform me that the event had moved, and was sweet enough to ask for a hug.
The service was very nice, and surprisingly diverse, with respect to religion: it included:
* two pastors from the MCC,
* ministers from the Unitarian Universalist Church of Fairfax, which was the host church,
* a pastor from the United Church of Christ,
* someone (I didn't get her title) from Congregation Adat Reyim, an unaffiliated Jewish synagogue; she was standing in for a rabbi who had taken ill.
People told their stories, we remembered the eleven women who died senselessly between the last TDoR and this one, sang a bit and prayed a bit.
I'd say there were about a hundred men and women in attendance. I'd also say women outnumbered the men by at least ten to one. Rev. Emma mentioned that some of the people who came forward to light candles for each victim were parents of transgendered children.
After the ceremony there was an area where we could schmooze and snack. I normally skip out on those and considering that I skipped our soiree five days earlier because I felt anxious about being around people, I might have skipped this one except I wanted to talk to a few people.
I didn't see my minister friend, the one I was hoping to see, but I saw her wife who was fortunately
wearing a name tag so I recognised her (they are a long-term couple who married last Valentine's Day). She was standing a few feet away and I said something along the lines of "Barb is here." She looked up and Charity introduced herself and she looked at me and said "and you are...?" and I responded with my male name. She was genuinely surprised, which is definitely a positive, and I mentioned this to her.
I've mentioned this before: when out and you see someone you know there will be a range of possible reactions: not being noticed at all, being given a cursory once-over as "woman I don't know," being given a "is that a guy?" look, and "hey! That's {your male name}!" The last is the least likely. I think we generally look very different when dressed, especially if a wig is involved.
I'd guessed she would recognise my being trans, just because of the venue, but I was pleased that she didn't know me. We had met at least a dozen times in the past.
We chatted a bit (my minister friend also had a bug) and I moved on. I saw a UU minister who had performed the first part of the service and I complimented her on her presentation. I also asked her where I could find the Jewish woman who had run another part of the service. She pointed her out to me and we went over to say hi.
I told her I was a member of a different congregation and said I was unfamiliar with her synagogue. Her reaction was: "oh good. Another Jew" which I thought was funny. I'm sure there were several even if they didn't jump up and wave their arms.
I told her that when my youngest was 14, one Sunday school segment was devoted to "Trans 101" and she asked for details because she wanted to do something like that at her synagogue. She gave me her card and I said I'd see what I can find for her.
We also spoke with a couple of ladies we had met before and then headed back home.
We sat down and I saw a few people I recognised (or that Charity helped me recognise). I said hi to Rev. Emma, the minister from the Metropolitan Community Church that hosted the event in years past. She remembered me, had even written to me a few days earlier to inform me that the event had moved, and was sweet enough to ask for a hug.
The service was very nice, and surprisingly diverse, with respect to religion: it included:
* two pastors from the MCC,
* ministers from the Unitarian Universalist Church of Fairfax, which was the host church,
* a pastor from the United Church of Christ,
* someone (I didn't get her title) from Congregation Adat Reyim, an unaffiliated Jewish synagogue; she was standing in for a rabbi who had taken ill.
People told their stories, we remembered the eleven women who died senselessly between the last TDoR and this one, sang a bit and prayed a bit.
I'd say there were about a hundred men and women in attendance. I'd also say women outnumbered the men by at least ten to one. Rev. Emma mentioned that some of the people who came forward to light candles for each victim were parents of transgendered children.
After the ceremony there was an area where we could schmooze and snack. I normally skip out on those and considering that I skipped our soiree five days earlier because I felt anxious about being around people, I might have skipped this one except I wanted to talk to a few people.
I didn't see my minister friend, the one I was hoping to see, but I saw her wife who was fortunately
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I've mentioned this before: when out and you see someone you know there will be a range of possible reactions: not being noticed at all, being given a cursory once-over as "woman I don't know," being given a "is that a guy?" look, and "hey! That's {your male name}!" The last is the least likely. I think we generally look very different when dressed, especially if a wig is involved.
I'd guessed she would recognise my being trans, just because of the venue, but I was pleased that she didn't know me. We had met at least a dozen times in the past.
We chatted a bit (my minister friend also had a bug) and I moved on. I saw a UU minister who had performed the first part of the service and I complimented her on her presentation. I also asked her where I could find the Jewish woman who had run another part of the service. She pointed her out to me and we went over to say hi.
I told her I was a member of a different congregation and said I was unfamiliar with her synagogue. Her reaction was: "oh good. Another Jew" which I thought was funny. I'm sure there were several even if they didn't jump up and wave their arms.
I told her that when my youngest was 14, one Sunday school segment was devoted to "Trans 101" and she asked for details because she wanted to do something like that at her synagogue. She gave me her card and I said I'd see what I can find for her.
We also spoke with a couple of ladies we had met before and then headed back home.
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