I am, at heart, a dork.

A Golden Retriever of a human. A Muppet. I don’t do small feelings, and I find it easy to see the joy in everything. It’s not an act or a front. It’s really just me.

Sincerity and goofiness are my life blood. Aside from coffee, that is.

Yet, I am a very serious person. I listen intently. I care deeply. I am not a surface person, and I strive to always be there when my people need me in whatever capacity I can/they need.

People who didn’t know me have accused me of being snobby. Or fake. Because I’m too cheerful, and you know, that’s a really weird criticism. I can be dark sometimes. And I get down, like everyone else. But my default is probably joyful Muppet.

I’ll take easily amused over impossible to impress, any day. I’d rather show someone exactly who I am, because the people who stay are the ones who matter. I don’t have it in me to pretend.

So, here’s to the ones who find my exuberance delightful. The ones who smile when I sent three excited text messages in a row. Who shout BUNNY or RAINBOW right along with me. Who don’t mind when I drag them joys, even if they’re small. Who see me for me—and actually see me. Who are proud of me whenever something good happens. The ones who love me as I am.

Wouldn’t be here without you.

And before I forget, you’ve got a new poem from me! “Rhiannon Remembers Her Own Name” is up at Dream Theory Media. I’m extremely proud of this piece, and I hope you’ll give it a read. They were lovely to work with, and there’s art!!!!