Thank you, dear readers, for being my friends and online family. There are times where I feel very alone in the world, but it warms my heart to know that so many of you care about someone whom you've never met.
You welcomed me into your ranks, when I was but an idiot beginner. (I'm still an idiot.) Thank you for that.
You gave me the money to buy a pistol and a permit and ammo and magazines and all sorts of other thing. Thank you for that.
You give me sympathy when I whine, and advice when I need it. Thank you for that.
You encourage me to succeed, help pick me up when I fail, and keep me from getting too big of an ego. Thank you for that.
You want to meet me in person, and are very gentle with my neuroses. Those few of you that I've met in real life have been nothing but kind and accepting to me. Thank you for that.
You make me feel connected, such that when one of you is in trouble, I don't feel like I'm acting improperly by asking about you, or giving you money, or organizing donations. Thank you for that.
You make me feel loved, and I cannot put a price on that. Thank you so very, very much. I love you too.