I CAN’T SAY IT WASN’T totally unexpected. About 1-2 years ago, my son Tigger informed me he was transgender. We discussed it, what that term meant, etc., and I decided (hoped?) it was just a vocabulary mistake. Nothing was said again, so I left it alone.
We discuss gender issues from time to time as they are a big part of current events. We discussed this when he was a little boy, too. “Pink is for girls!” he proclaimed once. I used that as a teaching moment to address that colors and toys (at least for children) don’t have genitalia, therefore there is no such thing as a girl color or a boy’s toy, etc. As we prepared to leave Mexico recently, we did some shopping. He informed me: “Don’t be surprised when I go looking in the women’s department. I want to see if women’s clothes are more comfortable.” I remember my instant mental reaction, how my heart seemingly skipped a beat, and how my mouth went dry.