A Southern Rehabilitation

Four letter words....  Four letter words can be some of the best words ever in the history of language... then there are some that are just plain yuck. You will later see why I chose this as my title for this post.       LOVE: perhaps one of my top three favorite words. LOVE means so many things. It could mean being madly in love , desperately in love , love knows no bounds. It could be simply, "I love strawberries" or "I love thunderstorms" or "I love to read." Love is giving someone a compliment, "I love your haircut," "I love your outfit today," "I love the way you speak," "I love your paintings," "I love that you share your food with me." Love is an expression, whether it's a feeling, a mood, a statement, etc... Love is a really BIG word. The phrase, "I love you" is incredibly meaningful and whether we say them to our friends, our spouse or significant other, our children, whomever...

There has been so much talk of how horrible the year 2016 was... and you know what? It totally was awful. I'm sure there are many people who think 2016 was their best year ever. Well, congratulations! I'm happy for you. 2016 needs to be great for someone. Although 2016, was the pits for me personally, I wanted to at least look back and find the good in an otherwise bad year. Here are my top ten 2016 "good feels": 10. Finally applied and got my conceal carry permit. Now I just need to purchase a firearm. This is what I qualified with... a Browning 22 automatic pistol. It was awesome! I scored 100% btw. 9. I made the decision to teach First grade instead of Kindergarten. I am liking it way better--at least so far. #iteachfirst   8. Concerts: Ok, here we hit the jackpot in 2016... started with Garth in March, Jimmy Buffett in April, Pentatonix in May (they are awesome by the way), Rascal Flatts in May, Keith Urban, Brett Eldredge, Maren Morris in June. And

There has been so. much. just in the last 10 days. I could never have dreamed that divorce would take two and a half years and then some to complete. And you know what, even when it's over, it's not over. I know I have talked about "worst days of my life", "worst year of my life", "worst whatever," but these last 10 days have trumped them all. Our house on Bridgewood finally closed on January 4th. We were all at the closing. The Sellers and The Buyers, The Realtor and The Lawyer, and even the New Wife. I don't get that one, but whatever. Once the closing was complete, then the disbursement of funds could happen. Now here is where it gets real ugly. Money. Money is always always the "root of all evil." I started months ago asking my ex to meet with me to discuss our prior agreement. I would never get a response. I sent emails, texts, called, and all resulted in a big fat NOTHING. Then one day, just before Christmas, I received an ema