It was a touch of nostalgia that I drove home. I knew in my heart that my transition had come to an end. I was glad. I was relieved. But I was also somewhat pensive.
Transition is an exciting time.
It's aggravating, tiring, dangerous, and painful at times. But it's also a time when everything is new, when you realize that you are finally going to achieve your dream, when the battles you fight have real meaning, when victories are sweet. I hope and believe that I will carry some of that excitement into normal life. That I will see each day through eyes of wonder. That I will see the new as new every day.