Misty
Obsessed With True Crime
Maybe it’s the psychology or the questions of “why” or maybe it’s the mystery of true crime, but let me tell you … I AM ADDICTED TO IT.
Obsessed With True Crime
Years ago when I...
The Mess Inside My Head
I think that if you were to take a peek inside of my head, you would see something that would much resemble Target after Black Friday: everything everywhere, in desperate need of organizing, and...
The Man-Child
My husband might be many things … the breadwinner, the backbone, the one who leaves the seat up, the one who never has a clean car, the best listener. I can assure you, though,...
Days With My Dad
42 days.
That’s how long we had with my dad after his diagnosis. 42 days to cram in every word we wanted him to hear and everything we wanted him to know.
My dad was a...
365 Days of Reflection
365 Days of Reflection
“Are you back in your house?”
I must get asked that at least once a day. It’s a common question in this area to ask and to be asked. “How much water...