Life has ended as I knew it. But totally for the better. You see, I have a new man in my life who is super cool, fun, and totally intelligent. He's also keeping the other men in my life at bay. The obnoxious playboy has toned it down a bit, and the infamous ex has decided to buck up and own up to his fair share of the responsibilities. And me? How am I impacted by it all? I've spent the last fourteen years molding my life so that I wouldn't need anyone else's help, but these days it's clear I'm in over my head. Little do I know, that's when God takes over the controls and says "I got this" and gives a little Hope in the Present.