I’ve never had a nickname. When I was little, I was known as Sarah Bunny, but that was within my family. More of a pet name.
Lately a few people have started calling me by my last name, which is awesome. Makes me feel special to them. But it still doesn’t fill my lifelong desire to have a proper nickname. Something born of shared experience and friendship.
I went to brunch at Deedee’s house on Sunday. Deedee is not her real name, it’s Edith. And, I mean, how frickin’ cool is that?
I just want the same thing. That’s all.