I've Come To A Decision, Y'all!

Hi, Everybody!

I trust that you all are having a fantastic Labor Day.

Speaking of Labor Day, I just want to state for the record that I really miss the Hudspeths! I’m tryin’ to tell y’all: If I was back in Mississippi right now, then I would most definitely be over at Mr. and Mrs. Hudspeth’s house, enjoying some barbecue, hot links, potato salad, and of course, Mrs. Hudspeth’s freakin’ delicious banana pudding.

At the same time, that old adage rings true: Be it ever so humble, there’s no place like home. Yet and still, I am hook on Mrs. Hudspeth’s banana pudding… hahahahaha! Lemme tell y’all how delish it is—it’s right on the same level as Great Aunt Reesie’s banana pudding, and that’s sayin’ a helluva whole lot!

And now, back to our regularly scheduled blog post… hahahahaha!

 

So, it’s been about two weeks since I received an email from “he who shall not be named” (sorry, y’all—saying his name kinda makes me sick to my stomach). Within that time period, I’ve been in great deliberation over whether or not I should respond to his email. Becky convinced me to yank the proverbial band-aid off my arm, but I went ahead and sought some wise counsel in Gramma Jewel. Well, y’all already know that Gramma Jewel don’t mince words. When I talked to her yesterday evening, she simply said, “Baby, if you really want to feel better, then you go ahead and take Becky's advice—respond to Homey Dog’s email. It ain’t gotta be no long drawn-out sonnet, but go ahead and respond to him.”

And I did just that! Granted, it took me two hours, but I did respond. This is what I wrote:

 

Hello,

I received your email on August 20, 2015. I just want you to know that I forgive you, and I accept your apology.

 

And then I hit the “send” button.

I want y’all to know something: I weigh 146 pounds, but I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off my heart and my shoulders. I really do feel great—heck, I feel so great that I actually have an extra bit of bounce in me!

And now I can really move on a little further in my life. Case in point: I’ve gotta get ready for Day #5 of my internship tomorrow. I’ll holla at y’all later.

 

 

Hugs & Kisses,

Natasha