There are times I sit and wrack my brain in search of something to post. There are times nothing comes to mind. Or, something is there, but I haven't been able to suss it out. Today is one of the latter, but I'll forge on.
I sat reading the newspaper...
Another letter to Dear Abby from a man who is now engaged to a woman he's deeply in love with, who his family adores. Now, he's trying to figure out what to tell them when they push for the babies to begin arriving. His family is very conservative; he fears their reaction when they're told the young lady is transgender.
Abby rather tap danced around it, essentially suggesting he might tell his family they'll have to adopt and try to leave it at that. But, we all know how family can mine for answers. And, we know how some people can be. "Chick with a dick" is probably the mild end of the cruelty spectrum.
My opinion, advice, would've been: If they haven't figured it out, don't tell them. It's none of their business. The answer to the babies question, "We're having fun trying!"
Am I wrong?