By all accounts,it appears bleak.Part of me is taken away;part of me is no more.Yet I do not weep.I laugh,for You have made me a girl again,long-limbed and unconfined,my body made for dancing, swimming, double-handsprings, maybe.Convenient and unfettered,not tied to the vagaries of hormones.Ready to go at a moment's notice,wherever You wish to take me.Thank You for the freedomI'm finally ready for.The road becomes more gloriousthe longer I walk it with You. Read next feature >