A Southern Rehabilitation

What do you do when your heart can't quite seem to mend itself? Oh, you think you've got the pieces all put back together. Some of the pieces are a little chinked up and some of the pieces don't quite fit back together like they used to but overall you've been able to glue the shattered bits of your heart back together again. It's not the prettiest "fix it job," but it's lookin' darn good for being smashed to smithereens! You've been thinking, "Hey, I'm on Recovery Road and it feels good." At times you even do a little Happy Dance. Yeah,well, that is until it's less than 40 days away from my 22 year old son's wedding or my father-in-law is literally moments away from dying or I just spent the last three hours sitting at a restaurant with my ex- husband talking about his dying father, about how our marriage fell apart, taxes, the rehearsal dinner plans, and how our children are struggling in a myriad of different ways. Th...

It's Spring time... I love the Spring. It is my favorite season. Everything comes back to life. The birds start their incessant singing, the grass starts growing again and the sounds of lawn mowers can be heard throughout the neighborhoods. The trees start their beautiful blooming process. Oh, how I love the Dogwoods when they begin their show of gorgeous pinks and whites. The Dogwood trees are my absolute favorite, but my, the Red Buds! Early Spring signs are the yellows of Spring... the Forsythia bushes and the Daffodils. Tulips, Irises, Pansies, Geraniums, Daisies, Rhododendrons, Mountain Laurels, all those beautiful flowers, are like food for the weary winter soul. Spring is a Rebirth. A time to start fresh, brand new. The barren days of Winter are over and it is as if the earth becomes reenergized and awakens with vim and vigor. The height of Springtime is a heady feeling. I can't get enough of it. Extraordinary colors can be found everywhere one looks. My world becomes ...