This transgender artist's mom gave her a silk saree as a sign of acceptance
Kama La Mackerel received a gift from her mother that made her write an inspiring post.
When famous people like Caitlyn Jenner and Laverne Cox come out about their gender change, they unknowingly inspiring a large chunk of people; in some cases, even start a much-needed conversation.
In today's inspiring story for the day, let us tell you about a super-supportive mother, who surprised her transgender daughter, Kama La Mackerel, by gifting her a beautiful saree that she eventually wore to her best friend's wedding.
Kama is a performer, poet, multi-disciplinary artist and community organiser based in Montreal. Recently, a certain Facebook post of hers has been receiving a lot of appreciation from social media users.
Mackerel took to her Facebook account to post a picture of herself wearing a beautiful blue silk saree, which was her mom's favourite. In her post, Mackerel also explains the fraught relationship she shared with her family and femininity during her transition.
"Embroidered in these six yards of silk are the thirty years it took me to find who I am and slowly become who I was meant to be," writes Mackerel.
The gift--a blue saree--was the sign of her mother's acceptance of her identity.
Read the full post here:
"Thank you, mom, for gifting me your own favourite sari, and for insisting that I wear it to my best friend's wedding. my relationship with my family, just like my relationship to femininity, has always been a fraught one, my family having been the first site of punishment that I experienced for transgressing gender norms. these two relationships are tied in a knot that I've had to unravel, one alongside each other, over the years: embroidered in these six yards of silk are the thirty years it took me to find who I am and slowly become who I was meant to be;
hidden in the deep blue of this sari are three decades of navigating rejection and acceptance, punishment and compassion, rage and forgiveness;
threaded in this fabric is a lifetime of silence and dejection, the weaving of the unspoken over my skin, the (un)wrapping of shame around my body;
embedded in this garment are the feet of a young child walking in pain, the hands of a suicidal teenager holding the pieces of a broken heart, the lungs of an insecure adult still learning how to breathe a steady rhythm...
but wrapped around my body is also the gift of peace & acceptance: an offering of love, a request for forgiveness, the recognition of souls beaming truth in the sunlight, and the possibility of re-imagining, re-creating and re-enchanting ourselves, each other and our relationships."