[theoddz]

Much of how you're going to look, post transition, depends on your heredity. I was adopted when I was 3 months old and my adoption went through the state of Florida in the early 1960's, so there's really no way for me to find my birth parents. Florida's adoptions were "closed" back then and my birth mother never left word or her permission for my sister and I to find her at a later time, when we came of age. There's always been a big hole in my heart where this is concerned and I have often wondered what my birth father must have looked like.

Transitioning has given me a bit of a window, or a "peek" into that missing side of my bloodline. I now look in the mirror and I can almost see my birth father. I have more than ample body hair and I've been able to grow a good crop of facial hair, thanks to T. My voice has dropped well into the lower octaves and my body shape has, well, changed. All that was "in the trunk" is now around the waist and I fight that all the time.

I'm kinda thinking that my birth father must have looked a hella like a Scandinavian Viking, because my (adopted) mother is full Swedish and I look just like her side of the family!! All big, strapping Swedes.....with some German thrown in from my Uncle Bud's marriage to my German blooded Aunt Nadine. My cousin David and I look like we could have been twins, and he and I have always been very close, having grown up together and only a year apart in age. Oh, and he's nearly fully bald now....while I am "thinning" on top and definitely have the receding hair line.

I do have to say that, for me, transitioning put more than just a few pieces of "me" together. It's been a time of revelation, really, on many levels. It's definitely made a happier me.

My best wishes go out to all the Brothers here, for a wonderful holiday season, full of love, joy and the best life has to offer.

Happy Holidays!!!

~Theo~