A lot of you know my comic books history from the podcast I got to do!  Thank you soooo much for that!  I liked them and then grew out of the quickly.  Most of my love had been inspired by a Bolland print of Wonder Woman my grandfather had given me for a birthday gift when I was 12.  (I still wish to this day I had that print!)  We had something called the "Trench Coat Club" in my school.  I know Columbine stole that and made it into something dark and sinister, but we were a group of role-playing, comic book reading, fantasy and sci-fi nerds.  We accepted everyone although we liked to pretend we were non-conformists...we tended to conform to each other.  But we accepted everyone.  Occasionally, a pretty girl would show up to the club after school.  She would be worshipped as a goddess and would eat it up.  Inevitably one of the nerds would wind up with a broken heart and the group would spend a weekend in a loft role-playing and reading comics to cheer them up.  That was high school.

Fast forward to many, many, many years later and my life wasn't doing so great.  I turned to role-playing as a salve.  But the role-playing was superheroes.  Because of this, I went back to the old and dusty comic books and added to them.  Those role-playing nerds were the balm my soul needed.  Those comic books (and a huge thanks to Shaxper for being one of them) were the ointment my heart yearned for to heal.  Then I realized...although I probably had always known it...comic book nerds and role-playing geeks are the greatest people on the planet.  We are creative.  We are smart.  We are industrious (figuring out how to make a draw bridge collapse when an elaborately painted figurine crosses it with nothing more than a mountain dew bottle and some pencils being a case in point).  But we are more than that.  Most rpg players and comic book nerds have hearts the size on Montana.  We know what being on the outside is like and do our best to bring others in from the cold.  You have all done that for me here!  You are ALL my superheores!  I love each and everyone of you.  You have supported me.  You have listened to my rants...indulged my weird questions...and supported my off requests.  You all have hearts of gold...no platinum...no...PALLADIUM!!!  You are the best of the best.  A secret treasure trove of gems the world at large doesn't know about.  But when someone ventures into your cave and finds you hidden behind the stone and beneath the dragon...when they see you for who you really are...they see they have something that is more precious than all the money in the world.  They see they have someone who knows how to give themselves 100%.  Someone who loves with all they have and shares their love with anyone who is willing to accept it.  The world sees us as weird.  They see us as strange.  They can even see us to be feared.  But they are also drawn to us for the acceptance we give them.

You are all amazing and wonderful people.  I am blessed to know you!