The Insurance Agent

SEDA AND I sat beside each other looking across a broad wooden desk at our insurance agent who kept her eyes on the form she was filling out in our stead to request a new life insurance policy. Every frank question she posed required an answer of inscrutable honesty....

Seeking Support

THE SLOW-MOVING effects of synthetic hormones could not possibly satisfy my partner’s desire to live in a woman’s body now. Daily, he watched his breasts from all angles, trying to determine whether they were actually growing. He wanted to be able to go out as...

A Birthday Wish

FRED JOINED A writers group that met once a week. In addition to working on his novel, Fred began to explore his inner feminine side in personal essays. It took courage to share his process with the group and, happily, Fred found that his companions accepted and...

Smelling the Coffee

I WORE MANY hats trying to keep our household in order through tough economic times. I spent my evenings presenting kitchen shows and my days parenting. Fred had lost his job with the design/build firm that had housed us after the fire and now helped me with Pampered...

No Man’s Land

IN THE AUTUMN, we flew back to Wyoming to visit Fred’s family, and none of them knew our secret. Fred’s brother had been killed in a logging accident two years before, and his sister DeeDee now lived in a care facility after weathering a car accident that left her a...