There was no packing, no preparation, no goodbyes. My grandmother came and gave him his wool cap. He put it on and left in a hurry...

Behind every proverb, there is experience and reflection. Now, I don’t claim to know it all, but I know what I’ve lived...

I can still remember the smell of the city streets before there were cars. Trams and horse-drawn carts trundled past...

When I was growing up, the world of the LGBT community was almost strictly for homosexuals, and the idea of being transgender was taboo...