| A Friendship Blossoms Jodie and I share the same birthday and we are both transsexual women, but beyond that we don�t have very much in common. She loves a good steak (or hamburger) - I�m a vegetarian, she can�t stand to be alone - I enjoy my solitude, and there a host of other differences in our lives that would make one wonder how we could ever co-exist in the same house for one month. Oddly, we are also the best of friends. Even though we had known each other for about ten years, we really didn�t become close friends until her 30 year marriage dissolved under the strain of her transition to womanhood. I saw the handwriting on the wall the very first time I met Jodie and her wife. We grew up only about 45 minutes away from each other, and yet we first met at a gay and lesbian resort about two hours away, well into our mid-lives. It was a great place to spend a weekend frolicking as the women we so desired to be on a daily basis. Jodie�s wife seemed so accepting of her crossdressing, even to the point of participating in some educational videos. I asked her wife how she did it, being so involved in Jodie�s life as a woman. She set the record straight by telling me that she was fine with it as long as �John� (Jodie�s former male name) was still around. I remember thinking �Whom and where is John?�. Jodie appeared to be all woman to me, and that�s basically how I�ve ever known her. It was obvious to me that if Jodie continued to walk down the road of becoming a total woman that their marriage would eventually become a casualty. Jodie and I kept sporadic contact throughout the years since we first met. It was when things started getting difficult for them that we built upon our friendship and started hanging out on a regular basis. Jodie had her breasts augmented as the first step toward living as a woman. I don�t think she ever understood the ramifications of her actions. Everything starts out so innocently, and then before you know it, you are experimenting with taking estrogen. All the steps that Jodie took had taken a toll upon their relationship until her wife decided that she didn�t want to be married to another woman. Oh, they still loved each other, but some things just are never the same once you�ve given up your manhood. Watching their marriage fail was tough. Jodie took the separation extremely hard, to the point of not caring if she lived or died. Throughout that time I was her confidant. We talked about anything and everything. I remember being able to have conversations for hours on end, and then doing it all over the next time we talked. There was indeed some special connection that existed between us. There were times when we didn�t see eye to eye, but we always ended up renewing and strengthening our bond. <<BACK<< >>NEXT>> |