“Well hello,” said the elderly man from our UU church. He smiled then turned to Emma. “And who might this handsome young man be?” he asked jokingly.
“I’m Emma,” Emma replied. “I’m transitioning.”
The man looked bewildered. “Erma?” he asked.
“Emma,” both Emma and I replied.
“Emm-mma,” I said slowly.
He smiled and went on with his conversation. I wondered if he thought we were joking.
Emma tells everyone she’s transitioning these days from her cousins to the cashier at the grocery store and every one gives her the same blank look. We belong to online groups and PFLAG, to us it seems like half the planet is either in transition or related to someone who is. I’m guessing, judging by the blank looks we encounter, that’s not the case outside our little circle because no one seems to have a clue what she’s talking about.
I wonder how people’s reactions will change when she eventually starts taking hormones and begins to look more feminine.