Year 1 Done and Done: I think of all that has transpired in this past year and it is hard for even me to process everything that went on, and it was my life! There are many days that my mind holds fast to, two of which are back to back, Jan 20, and Jan 21st. 

Jan 20th a year ago today, I got dressed, tried to calm my heart, and headed to the family divorce court in DC for the very last time to settle all the loose ends and completely finalize my divorce from Nathan. After it was done, after the last signature, the last testimony, the last, "yes your honor, no your honor", I maintained composure until I got to my car and then I lost it! 3.5 years of memories crammed into that car. 3.5 years of laughter and tears and love and loss. I can still feel the air, it is so thick. So today I called Nathan, yep I did. I just wanted to see how he was. Yes we are divorced, but by some stroke of God's love for us, we have remained friends. He is doing well, happy with life, happy with a new job in Texas, and I am happy for him, happy that there once was an us, and happy that we chose to become separate us's. So back to me in the car by the court house, I wiped my eyes. and then I started driving, and I didn't stop until I got to Cleveland. Which takes me to day #2 that I will remember.

Jan 21st.  A year ago today I was waking up in Cleveland, going in to snuggle with Gable, and then it just popped out, "I love you". Now I get what you are thinking, rebound much MK? Divorce was final 24 hours earlier, shoot! But that is not it at all. My marriage was over long before I ever thought about divorce, and my divorce was over, not finalized (DC is weird like that) but over, before Gable came into the picture. He was not a rebound. He was simply my Gable, who quickly helped me in restoring all the pieces of me that had decayed and atrophied. Today I talked a little text into my phone to him {yes it is totally safe, I was just talking, my eyes were on the road, and I would only glance down at the red lights}. We of course are no longer, but there were 10 months of bliss. With him in Boston and residency, and me in Utah and Sundance, things just don't really mix. They say you can always make time for love and distance shouldn't be a factor, they say love waits and to follow your dreams, they say a lot of things. I don't think either of us knows what happened. We never fell out of love, I think we just got scared that love came so quickly. 

Anyway that is not my point. I don't really have a point this is simply my telling you about 2 big days in my life that happen to be back to back, the day I got divorced and the day I realized I really really really loved again. Voila.  Life, you are a tricky, twisted, sometimes sick puppet master.