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Three days in heaven
For three days,
I was myself
A woman
Accepted
“Just one of the girls”
I was called by my real name
I held down a job
I was whole,
At last
Then the door closed
And now
I am back to where I was
having to hide
and pretend I am a man.
With no choice
but to stagger along
With only the memory
Of three days in Heaven
To sustain me.
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Three Days in Heaven
May the Three Days in Heaven sustain your Spirit.
May Your Light Forever Shine
May Your Light Forever Shine
It's too bad you've been through this.
Like having a meal placed before you only to have it taken away before you've even had a chance to eat. You inspire me with your poetry, Dorothy. Every time, since it is real and honest and from the heart. Thank you for making me a better person.
thank you
"Like having a meal placed before you only to have it taken away before you've even had a chance to eat." is exactly how I felt.
But I wont give up.
Thanks.
"Let me succeed. If I cannot succeed let me be brave in the attempt." Pledge of the Special Olympics.
dorothycolleen
All I can do I give to you...
...your own name... Dorothy Colleen... doro theos - greek for gift of God and colleen - Gaelige for a girl... you are a girl who is a gift of God, something you demonstrate over and over here with every word. A hug right back to you, dear one!
Dio vi benedica tutti
Con grande amore e di affetto
Andrea Lena
Love, Andrea Lena
bless you dear
Your name means "courageous", and you show that every time you bear your heart in your stories, your messages, and your comments. Bless you, sister.
"Let me succeed. If I cannot succeed let me be brave in the attempt." Pledge of the Special Olympics.
dorothycolleen
Three days
I remember a time when I didn't even have 3 hours in heaven... when the most I had was an hour being a little girl... an hour in heaven...
Then I had three hours in heaven, a whole morning playing like a girl... which had to sustain me for years...
Then I had an evening in heaven, one whole night of being a girl at a sleepover... which had to sustain me for yet more years to come...
Then I had an afternoon in heaven... which had to sustain me for a decade to come...
Then I had a day in heaven... one whole day of being me... which had to sustain me for yet more years...
Then I met her... and I had days, weeks, months, and finally years in heaven...
...and I'm still there! And every day I wake and find that the dream of heaven is real and that it's been over 13 years since the last time I had to leave heaven...
...all I had to do was stop walking out the gates.
I don't think I can call my life heaven
but its pretty good these days, and I don't have to pretend to be a guy