What’s the story behind your nickname?

PROSE – REFLECTION /RANT

I’ve known by many names in my lifetime. Some flattering, others not so much. However, I say I earned every one of them. I take a certain measure of pride in these names, all of them, especially the one not so flattering. No matter the duration, people took the time to bless me with a moniker.

I realize some may consider this approach brazen to romanticize, which I guess could be regarded as an insult.

However, I realize my nicknames depend on the company I keep. With one group of friends, I’m this. Another group I’m that. There’s always a zany story behind each of them. A personal anecdote shared between a group of people. A tether to a moment that contains something significant.

~thank you for reading~