The title says it all really….
life goes on.
I’ve had some counselling, I’m better at opening up to friends, I can talk about Jane’s transition to people I’ve not told before without crying….
…and most of the time i can laugh or feel sorry for the people who are rude or excessivelt curious in the street.
We all continue to adapt.
Jane is talking about having her surgery as early as next year….and even that doesn’t feel too bad. Though I’m not sure i want to be the one to nurse her through it….