The Long Goodbye…in Cliff Notes
I love the people I’ve met here. The people who have encouraged me, mentored me, and even the ones who told me to shut the fuck up. I took a hiatus hoping that it would bring me the energy to come back here and write. My kids are nearly grown now and need me to drive them more than I need to write. The pain that spurred my need to be here is gone. I’m living a life that is so rich and so full and so brilliantly colorful to me that nothing I say will ever be able to describe it adequately. But, as I told my latest girlfriend, this thing has evolved to a place where I need to move on. My creative juices are flowing in a different direction – Our Big Gayborhood.
But, I want to call out a few people and for the people I don’t mention, I’m sorry, because each of you has been so important to how this has evolved and how it has spurred me on – and where I hope you’ll go to cheer our group on – I just can’t even tell you.
Chris – Who started blogging with me. A life-long friend who moved on to comedy and a life far from the one he had.
Kim – Who got my political passion up and became my good friend for a lifetime – a sistah’s sister.
Peg – The funniest person I know but haven’t met – bar none. Can’t let a week go by without talking to her even though she quit her blog and has not allowed me to yet woo her to Our Big Gayborhood.
Mike S. – The Old Injun’, who despite his own bumps in the road, was always there for me and continues to be on the sidelines.
Guy – The biggest smarty pants I know. He is the me in male form – only I have better hair.
Margo – Who has joined me in my latest venture and has shown me lifting up is never putting down.
To everyone who has read, everyone who has written, to every single person with whom I have connected over the past four years, I thank you. There will be no encore, though if there was it would be me on stage singing, “Closer to Fine” with Amy Ray. Sela Ward would be the guitar wrangler and afterwards, I’d have to take her home.
So, let’s take her home…
That was a pretty a “smarty-pants” comment. True though, and you have a better butt.
guy
February 27th, 2010
When you know it, you know it. At least there is tracking you at Our Big Gayborhood.
Deb
February 27th, 2010
Well, this isn’t really goodbye. I’ll be seeing you over at OBG. Thanks so much for all the support you continue to give me. Hugs, hugs, hugs!
Camlin
February 28th, 2010
well we’ll miss you here, but happy you are still going to be writing somewhere… take care and enjoy your new love and life at it’s fullest!
Kim
February 28th, 2010
All good things must come to an end. I understand that totally. Best to you, Lori.
trouble
March 2nd, 2010
Hey, Trouble – One of the best parts of doing this gig was meeting you! I couldn’t get you to write for us, could I? Call me when you hit Sactown again – I promise I will not drive the wrong way up a one-way again!
Lori
March 2nd, 2010
Thanks, Kim – you’ve got quite the gig yourself with your Airstream Dreamin’ – I only wish we could have been able to get our schedules to jibe when you were here in California – let me know if you come back this way!
Lori
March 2nd, 2010
No, it’s not goodbye, is it? And, Our Big Gayborhood is a labor of love for me. So glad you can be part of it.
Lori
March 2nd, 2010
Deb – Really, hope you will come by the Gayborhood frequently and bring with you an essay or two – how about it?
Lori
March 2nd, 2010
I have a butt. But, you’re still danged cute.
Lori
March 2nd, 2010
My creative juices are flowing in a different direction – Our Big Gayborhood.
Been meaning to ask you about maybe mopping these up once in a while. No huge hurry.
Lurve you!
Margo Moon
March 2nd, 2010
I’ll put the cleanup on my spreadsheet for next month.
Lori
March 2nd, 2010
HAH It has been a genuine pleasure to visit with you here in your place. It will be that and more to go along with you around the ‘hood.
Deborah
March 3rd, 2010
Here’s to finding a good place in life, and being smart enough to recognize it.
Happy trails!
Tonia
March 5th, 2010
Really this time, huh? This on again off again stuff has got to stop, so this is it, OK? I’ll find you in the Gayborhood. And in Astoria, too. Cheers, friend!
Sue
March 6th, 2010
Happy Trails good friend. See ya around I am sure. I know you are on the right trail..dusty as it might have seemed at times.
Melly
March 8th, 2010