It Was A Very Good Year

The talking heads can't wait to put 2020 in their rearview mirrors.

Hold on!

In many ways it was the Titanic of years. But to me it represented wish fulfillment.

I'm a frustrated transwoman who for many reasons has never found the door to my closet. 2020 - the year of isolation and the delivery man - allowed me the opportunity to live fully feminine 24/7.

Without the fear of unannounced visitors, I happily expressed my true self day after day. Once it became socially acceptable to cover the camera for Zoom meetings I rarely had a need for male clothing.

A few days ago, my spouse stated that she had never seen me so happy so often.

I wish Covid had never entered our lives. But I can't say it has been all bad for me.

Jill