I’m mom to a gender non-conforming daughter.

I remember the haircut. Grief and joy. I cried because I felt like I saw the real her emerge for the first time, out from under a cloud of asphyxiating expectations.

She could breathe.

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Her smile was ear to ear. She cried, too.

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