Some people move on. Some people move forward carrying love with them. This is a memory of how my father continued loving my mother — without words, without noise, without end.
Writing
Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff in Love — Something That Made My Love Easier
It's a million pearl-like moments in love, but when seriousness takes over, the beauty of so many of them fades. with ease comes joy
Why I Write on my Bad Days : My Safe Space to Feel
A personal reflection on why I write on my hardest days - journaling as a safe space to feel, heal and remain human.
Welcome to Misty Love
Welcome to mistylove - a gentle space for Reflections, memories, healing words and letters written from the heart
Misty love 