A really strange thing has happen to me. Racheal and I moved to Houston with our two boys. And when we got here we started trying to build a new life together. We tried getting jobs and getting our oldest back in school. Now looking for a place to live but while doing all this we said we wanted to make some friends. So we talked about it and decided that we would try going to a Gay church so that we could meet other people who are like minded. Also we wanted our oldest son to see that there are other kids who are like him. So we went and I found I was very impressed with this church. Which is a big thing to me because I had lost my faith years ago when I was about 8 years old. Which is the same age as my oldest son. And then as I got older I found a belief that fit who I felt I was. Well this past sunday I went to church again and I found myself being moved which I didn't think was possible. It's not like I don't believe in God which I do but I didn't think I would feel that "special light" in a church again. I am still keeping to my beliefs but I am just adding a few things to it. But there was something else that was very special about this weekend. I have decided to come out about who I really am. I am not a lesbian but a transgender male. I may have been born a female but that is not who I am nor will I pretend anymore that I am. You can like it, not like it, stay my friend, not stay my friend, or thing else that you feel you need to do but I need to be who I reall am. And I WILL BE. Merry part till we meet again. Blessed be.