Who could be upset about slipping and rolling down a hill backwards on such a beautiful day?
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Being Who I Want to Remember Myself as Having Been
Jake and I started the week by talking with our rabbi’s social justice class at a local college about what it’s like to be a transgender sixteen-year-old. I talked about what it’s like to be the mother of a transgender kid. I told the class that one thing I learned from being Jake’s — and his non-binary … Continue reading Being Who I Want to Remember Myself as Having Been