My contrite heart is resuscitated and my blood's pulsating... ...AGAIN! I've got a crush, and I feel kind of alive. J. Lo's 'Feelin' So Good' starts to play in the background. I'm not ready yet to unpack the mess that I got myself into by moving off the road to our journey of 'becoming.' It's been a rough season. But I'm like Lazarus being called out of the grave—back to life. It seems that as I near the big 4.0, I seem to enjoy playing in the kiddie pool. Am I slowly turning into a cougar? As I write this, a moment of silence is needed for the queen whom I have bragged about all my life, Tina Turner. Those who know me know that I've always stated that there are only three women with great legs in the world. Tina Turner, Mariah Carey, and myself Everyone else falls back in line. Tina Turner was a trailblazer and a woman who defied the odds, as well as brought humanity to celebrity. Queens never die; they ascend. I thought of Tina Turner
If I could afford it, I would have a therapist, but I have got my MPV...