Last time we were together, I posed this seemingly logical question, “I’ve been single before, how hard could it be?” Remember that? Well, here’s the answer in two words—CRAZY HARD! (And that’s real talk.) That revelation came to me one night right after a very hard “you so stupid” slap nailed me right between my overgrown eyebrows . . . even as I moaned and groaned in my plate of collard greens.
Seriously, after talking failed, counseling crumbled, and mediation went moot . . . and the divorce deal still went down, there was no time for crying in my collard greens. It was time, with God’s help, to get my affairs in order.
(Tune in next time for Part 2)
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