Gregbo with The King in Easley, SC.

I got a chance to “sneak up” on the King in Easley, SC today. Bret and I were cruis­ing down the road and saw a guy in what had to be the worst Burger King cos­tume ever. Check out the eyes!! So in typ­i­cal Bret fash­ion, he dared me to pull over to the side of the road and snag a photo op with the King. I got “the drop on him” out­side of Burger King in Easley on HWY 123 and Bret snapped this photo.

Is it just me, or does this “King” look confused?

I want to write about some­thing a bit per­sonal in this post, so bear with me. Over the past two years, I have been through the deep­est val­leys of hell itself. This hell came in the form of a bit­ter excru­ci­at­ing divorce. Now I have been around the block a few times and am no stranger to pain, blues, and agony, but… Damn! To all those read­ing this arti­cle who have endured divorce and still have a shred of faith and trust left in their heart, I both salute and admire you.

“For a while we pon­dered whether to take a vaca­tion or get a divorce. We decided that a trip to Bermuda is over in two weeks, but a divorce is some­thing you always have.“
– Woody Allen

Being a cre­ative per­son, I have always cho­sen to live my life being open to the good, mag­i­cal things in life… “Faith, Trust, Pixie Dust” and believe if each of us made an effort to retain even a minute bit of our child-like whimsy, the world would be a far bet­ter place. The past two years have drained me pro­foundly… Both emo­tion­ally and cre­atively. I was flung far from my sanc­tu­ary of cre­ativ­ity and put face-to-face with the ugly side of this world. Four hun­dred per­cent of my time was spent wrest­ing cus­tody of my child from some­one I had once loved deeply. Stand­ing up for my child against his “mother” was both the most impor­tant thing and the sad­dest thing I have ever had to do. But it was the right thing. Now that the divorce has been final­ized and sole cus­tody been awarded to me, I have to refuel my cre­ativ­ity in the absence of faith and trust and press onward.

“We have done the impos­si­ble, and that makes us mighty.“
– Cap­tain Mal Reynolds (Firefly/Serenity) 

I do not intend to dwell upon or fur­ther write about this time in my life in future posts, nor do I intend to demo­nize the mother of my child. I hope she finds her­self, heals, and can one day slay enough of her demons so that she can attempt to rebuild the rela­tion­ship she destroyed with our child. My focus is on my son and (finally!!) my cre­ative work, and I plan to put every pas­sion­ate fiber of my being into both.