I just don't know why people treat me so well.
This past Saturday evening we went to one of our usual haunts for karaoke, I really don't sing very well.
As I'm sitting at my table of about 20 people, a lady comes over and says I have something for you and she hands me a framed record titled "Louise" and on the back they put a note.
I just started to tear up. Here I am a guy in a dress without any excesses except I look and feel better when dressed en-fem due to a low self esteem, something that may be difficult for others to understand.
For anyone to do what she did I must have affected them in a positive way.
It was simple but to me an honor.
1 comment:
Louise,
It should be no surprise that you come across as an honest and caring and brave person. There is a candor to your writing and I am certain that if we were to ever meet that I would find a wonderful honesty to your basic person.
Pat
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