I remember bitterness.

What it feels like, and especially what it tastes like.

There have been times when I wallowed in it. Slathered myself in bitterness. Nothing was good. Everything was tinged in that bitterness.

I wasted so much time.

Every couple of weeks my route takes me out of the city and along country roads. It is on these drives that I feel the most grateful. I live in a beautiful area of the country. I am with a wonderful, intelligent woman. I have a job that allows me to work as I want. If I want a 4-day week, I work a 4-day week.

I am surrounded by positive energy. Farm fields. The smell of Carolina pines.

As long as I am open to it.

There have been plenty of times when I haven’t been. It is hard work not to succumb to bitterness. Sadness, bitterness, and negativity are so easy. To choose to be positive can be hard.

I still have my concerns. Bills, work, things that need to be repaired, that need to be attended to. But I can choose how to approach each one.

You can either let life control you, or you control your life.

I am choosing light, love, accepting the beauty that surrounds me.

Life is good, y’all…