It seems the well has run dry on takers for my "help me get rid of a stamp" campaign. Oh well, the fun had to end sometime.

I've heard from a few people who received their Very Special® correspondence. I hope the rest arrive safely.

So today is National Coming Out Day. I asked Mary Mo how she and her boyfriend were going to celebrate.

Me: how are you and harris celebrating national coming out day today?
Mary: well
Mary: he came out
Mary: early this morning
Mary: but I think Ill wait til after work
Mary: shhh, dont tell anyone

I don't remember the exact date I came out. It must have been about 12 years ago. I think it was late summer/early fall. I just remember sitting up in bed after I woke up and thought, "Today is the day."

I went to work but thought of nothing else. After work, I went home, took a shower and hopped in my car and drove to see my mother. I didn't even call first.

I listened to Reunion by Indigo Girls while riding down the highway. Yes, I was a lesbian back then.

Just on the outskirts of her town, I had a flat. So my surprise visit became a surprise for me. I called my mom and told her where I was. We took my car to a repair shop and ate dinner while waiting for my car. After that, we went to her house and I told her.

Take this however you like because it goes either way: things have never been the same since.

I wouldn't have it any other way.