4 and a half years ago, I did not have a plan. It was “shit has got to change, and then I’ll regroup”

I regrouped a few times. I’ll probably keep doing that forever.

But now I’m actually divorced. The big D, baby! And I couldn’t be happier about that. I type that with a giant smile on my face. What a crazy four and a half years… And the year that led up to it. Crazy.

There is something wonderful about looking back over where I was, and where I am now. It was a long road. I’m glad I got busy when I did.

Misty is going through her own difficulties. I’m holding on and trying to tie things down for the impending storm. I’m a little afraid of how it will or won’t all work out. I’m afraid, but I’m putting on my game face, opening my heart (please not the wood chipper again!) and plan to stand by her/him as best I can. We’ll see how things go.

This life of mine is wild ride. No quarter given.