My Blind Side

 

In sports the Blind Side is  the part of one‘s field of vision where one is unable to see - that is one can be attacked or hit from the side where the approached person‘s view is obstructed. Also the movie »The Blind Side« explains that for football at the beginning of the movie. My thoughts have been circling around that topic all day. I watched a part of that wonderful and inspiring movie this morning (again). I am always so touched by Sandra Bullocks performance - regularly leaving me in tears when people experience unexpected love or when they experience love at all. This led me to thinking: how much do we as humans need to get rid of our own Blind Side? How long have I been living my life ignoring my own huge transgender Blind Side? Seems to me a Blind Side can be found pretty much anywhere. The parents who miss out on their kids because they don‘t turn out the way they expect them to. Healthcare providers that stick more to rules and regulations instead of doing what they are supposed to do - offer the best medical help to those who need and pay for it. People ignoring other people‘s fate and needs because compassion and empathy have died down inside of them for some reason.


In football they try to get around the Blind Side issue in a simple and effective way - someone needs to watch the  Blind Side for the person that needs to be protected. I believe it‘s the same with us humans - we need people by our side that remind us of our Blind Side, help us and protect that part (of life) we can‘t see. Remind us of those one-way streets we run into because our Blind Side made us miss other paths on our way that could have changed or will change the course of our life.

I was deeply touched by the documentary of a Swiss unique woman - Nadja Brönimann - born as a boy named Christian. On her website she has an interview as a stream that made me realize on of my Blind Sides. When asked about her hard to bear childhood she had a very surprising answer. She said she had been very much misunderstood as a kid  (she was living with a foster family) but those difficult circumstances formed her to be a strong person - and that is something she today can be somehow thankful for because it takes a lot to throw her off track or lose balance. That thought really got a hold of me - it felt exactly like how I felt as a child growing up. I guess it just takes quite some time, age and growing up to be able to do that - to be thankful for hard times, because they also prepared me for the challenges life has been throwing at me so far -  so now I can also somehow say »Thank You« to my parents for helping me to turn into the strong character and personality I am today.

This brings up another issue I wanted to address today: to some of you it might all read as:

too much happiness
too much: finally I am where I need to be
too much: this is the only way to be happy in my life for me.

I hate to disappoint you - but in the end that is just what it feels like to me.
I‘d be lying if I said there are or were no ups and downs, no mood swings, no difficulties to deal with, no learning how to deal with my freshly awakened emotions, no respect for all of the surgeries that are to be on my way

 but it all JUST FEELS RIGHT! 

The way it needs to be. So that is why in the and - it‘s all true.

This leads me to another phrase that should have been part of my entire life - and finally has started to be a part of our familiy life now and luckily it is for millions of families around the globe:

It‘s all going to be fine - it‘s all going to be alright.

 Our lives have reached the stage where we know and feel that those sayings are true and give us hope and direction daily. To all of the readers - that is my wish for you and your family!