I am ready to come out of the writing closet.
I use to write under the moniker SillyWhabbit. My old blog was “snee made me do it.”
My next step will be to say, this is the name I am published under. But not yet.
A blast from my past Facebook messaged me. Actually, I think he was replying to a message I sent him over a year ago, thanking him for being one of four good men in my life.
He was my Toaster, and I don’t think I have ever loved anyone like I have loved him, and sometimes I am afraid I will never love anyone like I loved him again.
I was not ready for the wall of emotion that hit me after I read his words. I’m kind of stunned.