Transgender Remembrances Day
There was a woman once who was a passing happy moment in my life. She was perky, innocent at heart, funny, kind and caring. I did not get a chance to really get to know her.
I knew she was Transgender.
I knew she was a little
I knew she loved pink
I knew she enjoyed coloring and stuffies
I knew she loved seafood
I was happy to celebrate a birthday with her
I was happy I got to color with her
I was so happy I got to see her hug the stuffy that my Daddy and I got her
We fell out of touch after she and our roommate parted ways. They just werent a match. During this time I went blind, and I couldnt text for a long time after surgeries and she never called. So it was hard.
A year and half later after I could see what little I can see now, I am out getting fast food at Burger King with my Daddy and my Mr Big. We are sitting waiting for our number to be called, when there was a commotion. Someone arguing with the people at the register.
Daddy was shocked and said, "Thats *instert a name because I wont for reasons* and he got up to go chase her down to talk to her but he didnt get to her in time and she had drove off.
My Mr Big went to get our food when it was time and heard the people behind the counter laughing and talking so much hate about her. Making fun of her, bullying her when she wasnt there, etc.
It really upset us. Naturally given the people we are, we of course said something and filed a complaint about it. Though I doubt anything ever came of it.
You can believe whatever you want to believe but treating someone with common courtesy and respect is mandatory. Period!!!
Anyways...
Two weeks later we learned that she opted to exit this world. I always wondered if that incident was what made her decide to do such a thing? That is maybe one of those people were just a little kinder she might have chosen that she was worth saving.
That she had a reason to live for.
Depression is a terrifying illness. It claims so many beautiful people each year. It claims so many beautiful people in the Trans Community. It breaks my heart.
It doesnt take much to be kind to someone. To give them a smile, or a kind word. You dont have to agree with them. You dont have to understand someone. You dont have to walk in their shoes, but for one second. Just one, showing kindness can save a life. Showing respect to someone can save a life.
I may not always understand someone, believe what they believe in, support things they support. I will however show you kindness, be an ear for you to vent to, a shoulder you can cry on, and do my best to offer unbiased advice if you ask for it.
I may not always agree and I definitely dont support agendas, but I support beautiful, kind people who want to be loved and accepted for just being who they are.
For my beautiful friend, fleeting as it was. In her memory, and for all those just like her that felt hopeless, lost and unloved.
I will never forget you.
