“Easter 2004. My sister and I clown around; in the background my nephew and my boyfriend talk computers. My sister and I have always been very close. Soul mates. Kindred spirits. When she found out what I was doing she got angry, trotted out all this separatist, feminist transphobia. She was mourning the loss of her brother. Life was tough for her, too. Now we’re closer than ever. Sisters. We love each other very much. Families so often go into toxic shock over transition. Children struggle with big, new concepts; adults struggle with preconceptions, fear and loss. For a while I lost my family; walked alone in a black void. We journeyed through. Now we’re together…again!”
– Paula Kaye 2003