There’s this group of mums and dads, this group of whanau who have LGBTQ kids and they’re meeting tomorrow night. I’m not the group joining kind of person, but I really want to go.
I wrote to Rainbow Youth and asked them if they knew of anyone who provided training or information for primary schools regarding transgender students. I told them about our family, and about Izzy, and about how supportive people have been and how fortunate we feel for that. But I told them, there’s something missing, I’ve got this need that’s growing stronger. It’s the need to connect with other families like ours. I need to hear and see, and be heard and seen, by people like us.
On one hand I feel like this need is a betrayal of all those who are walking alongside us, it’s like I’m saying they’re not enough – my friends, family, community, and that makes me feel…well… not good. But on the other hand this need is so strong, there must be a good reason for it?
So, I got an email back with a link to this lady who runs a group. The support group for whanau of LGBTQ parents (Is there a particular order for those letters, because I’d be more inclined to list them alphabetically BGLTQ, but don’t want to rock the boat :?). So, rather eagerly, I checked it out. There was a photo of the lady, she looks nice. I read through a few of her blog posts, it all sounded ok and hmmmm, their next meeting is tomorrow night. So I emailed her last night, told her very briefly about Izzy and asked if there were any parents with young transgender kids in her support group going yo the meeting.
I just read her reply. No, they’ve not got any families of kids as young as Izzy, but I should come. There’s a bunch of young adults coming to speak about their experiences as young LGBTQ people. It starts at 630, on the other side of town. I really want to go. I think I will. We’ll see.