I got the tattoo of a sparrow flying into the wind on my left leg. My friends started calling me "Sparrow" as a nick name. I fell in love with the name. It was so perfect for me, as I am a little person, and I flew the nest (Oklahoma and marriage) and flew against the wind (family and friend disappointment in me) and flew 1000 miles away, and made another new and better and safer nest to live in.
Well, I legally changed my name from "Melissa Anne" to "Sparrow". The final name change decree came in the mail...I am legally and officially Sparrow! Meet Sparrow!
I feel as if a thousands tons of pressure has been lifted off my shoulders. When I pulled the envelope out of the mailbox, I was so nervous to read it...will the Judge sign it? I had hoped so. I did not have to appear in court. I gave the envelope to my advocate to read...I was to fucking nervous. He read it and said "congratulations, you are Sparrow"....I burst out crying. Not from sadness, but relief, joy, happiness.
It means so much to me and my alters for Melissa to be gone for good. I am a new me. A new place to live, a new life, a new name. I want to be this happy for the rest of my/our lives....
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