So what makes a man a man. Is it a name? A Penis?  A way of thinking?  What is it really that makes one be a man.  I think about this all the time as I watch the transition around me.  Last night a quick glance and all I thought was "man".  I never thought I would be in this situation.  I'm not put off by it at all. I like it.  But what is it that I like?  The play on gender? The power transfer?  What is it?  Am I lesbian?  I just don't know.

I do know it's right.  I do know that I want to be here.  I do know that I love my life completely.

So then.. what makes a man?  I know, a spiffy new hair cut, going to the gym, quiting bad habits and starting new good ones; dropping a pant size and raising the bicep size and standing behind him is a woman who loves him.