I know who I am to her. I am a woman close to her age that had some similar experiences coming out later in life. That tries to live deliciously. Who has a little wisdom on her, since I came out earlier. And I’m OK being that.
She sat in her living room, coming off the heavy pain meds after top surgery. Feeling a little more at home in her body. And I am learning from her. What happens when that happens: when you wake up from surgery reconfigured and transformed, a little bit of your body closer to what you always wanted it to be? What is that like?