Family, not blood, capital F

[sistawendy]

Happiness, for me, is sharing in the joy of a young trans woman who's recently pulled herself back from the brink and started down the path of transition. And, of course, impersonating a wise elder by dispensing practical advice, which I am better qualified to do than damn near anyone else in this town at the moment. This, this is why I volunteer at Lambert House.

It doesn't hurt that there's a tradition among the Monday night volunqueers* of going to Smith, just a few blocks up 15th Ave., after we close up the house. They have righteous eats - try the foodie pickled veggies - and drinks. Warning: there are dead animals mounted on the walls.

I've met more cute lesbians among the volunteers. There might even be one who isn't taken.



*That's what the volunteer coordinator calls us in his emails. I wonder if the relatively few straight folks who volunteer there mind.

Comments

[dark-phoenix54.livejournal.com]

I imagine if they minded something like that, they wouldn't be there.

I'm glad to hear someone has found joy!

[gwywnnydd.livejournal.com]

I'd guess that anyone volunteering at Lambert House isn't going to be offended at being called 'queer'.

Perhaps it's just a factor of my circle of friends, but I'm noticing that 'queer' is being expanded to mean 'anyone not placing themselves on the binary determinant'. So, in addition to gay/straight/bi, it is even used to cover the frustrating '3 beer Bi' and 'I-just-like-to-look'.