What comes first: love, marriage, then comes the baby carriage. Not for me.

My life has progressed like an out-of-order, freakish nursery rhyme: First, marriage. Second, babies.

Third, divorce. Yet, fate wove a different tapestry for my life, where the joys of matrimony and parenthood accumulated into a 10-year saga called the end.

The happily ever after taught me one vital lesson: search for your soulmate, they are out there seaching for you. Tested and guaranteed at any age.

My name is Scarlett. I often find myself doing things either too early or too late in life.

I've learned the hard way that Southern tradition is not always the best course of action, and it is extremely boring. I'm a country girl who's a hopeless romantic, grappling with a complex life.

At the tender age of 28, I found myself among the ranks of divorced mothers, raising two amazing children. Society often paints this as a blemish on my record, but to me, it was an opportunity to correct past mistakes.

My children are my universe, and I am determined to find our place in it. My current situation is like the 1999 Y2K bug, which sparked panic and doomsday preparations globally.

In theory, we all could have applied more K-Y Jelly, and slid right through the disaster. .