I laughed when my best friend told me the name he had saved for me to blog on. I laughed because he knows me so well and has read and listened to my rambling scrambled thoughts and monologues over the years that only he could have come up with a name like that. It fits me so well that it makes me squirm like trying on a piece of clothing that fits you so well and makes you feel so darn good about yourself that you don’t even need to look at the price tag – you know that it will be outside of your price range – and then having someone say they are giving it to you. Free, for being who you are in their life.