Grace, Love & Kindness + Life.

I cannot tell you how many times I've written, and saved the draft. I just can't seem to get with it, sitting down and typing. I've written, several pages in my notebook, but to transfer here, is another story. What can I say, I'm old school. I love to write. I love the look of a hand written page. What's been a recent blog I started called, "Emotional scarring". It's a real thing . Very real in my life. I'm really good today. At a near tender age of almost, barely gonna be 33 (...early thirties y'all) I do really well with everything I've been through in my life. Am I the only one with a messed up childhood? No. Absolutely not. Matter fact, we should form a club, right now! Messed up childhood? Meet here . And we won't stop there. What about the teenage years? The early 20's? Good? Solid? No worries young ones... hashtag this #Goals. Kidding of course. My point is I'm not alone and I'm very aware of this f...

The other day I was asked what I liked about the two jobs I've had. (I've a few other jobs here and there mixed in, but those were my longest standing to show what I've done with my last 10 years in the work force.. so we're going with those) Anyway. I was asked what I liked about the two. What I loved about job one , was employee appreciation- no not the 'good job Misty' or a pat on the back, I mean, they took care of their employees. Sometimes they'd have bagels, donuts, fruit for breakfast. Always had coffee, at least once a month their was lunch in the office too. (Even if it was left overs after a board meeting, it was offered to us) They brought someone in to do massages on neck and shoulders (After all we sat at a desk all day everyday). Also every year they had someone come in for health and wellness for literally an annual check up. We were salary paid, so you weren't working a 8-5, hardly ever. You made up the time. But even then, I cou...

That time of the year is approaching quickly! The birthday parties, the bridal showers, the wedding season! Do you know what that means? This bikini body you've been working on all winter, is in danger! So to speak. What do you do when you are faced with that delicious red velvet cake at your best friends birthday party?? What about your favorite red wine? We all talk about the treats, but alcohol can and will sabotage that hard work, and quick too! It's the sugar, and it's so yum! But it's not yum for you. However, you already know this... so let move on to some helpful tips. Almost every party I've been to (including showers of all kinds and birthday's) there is some kind of fruit tray (with dip) veggie tray (with dip) and maybe even a bowl full of nuts (no... not the people there, well, maybe them too... but I mean peanuts, almonds, cashews.. those nuts!) Options, skip the dips... eat the fruit by itself, the veggies by itself, grab a spo...

Currently it's pouring rain outside my back door, and the thunder is rolling. Nothing is better than a Midwest thunderstorm. One would think that this is the best time to be with your thoughts, be center and concentrate and maybe write some of the best writing you've ever done. But today, I have so many scattered thoughts, and couldn't be further from being centered if the I was standing at the center of the earth. So I'm just going to write what's been on my mind lately... and I might be all over the place. I make no apologies, I made the disclaimer above. I have friends. I have many friends. I have very few I confide in, and even less that I know I could tell anything to. With that being said, isn't it interesting how you can be facebook friends with someone and not even say hello if you saw them in passing? This day in age is the only time we ever get away with that. And it makes me sad. We are more connected than ever before, yet so alone than e...

What are you doing with your life? I have been asking myself this question for the last 3 weeks. Maybe you know the answer to that question for yourself. I however, do not. I truly believe I'm circling where I'm supposed to be, but haven't quite nailed it yet. Maybe. A few weeks ago I had to break down and finally go see the doctor. I had a sinus infection that had been causing headaches for over a month, and a double ear infection- what? Yes. Double ear infection. Fluid behind my ears, that I thought only happened in baby and toddler years. Anyway.... The doctor I saw was speaking to me about allergies, while I argued I didn't have them- she said, I'm 32 as well and mine have only begun, you and I are in the same boat. Really? Are we now? Because last I checked, you have a lab coat on, I have on sweats and no make-up. Whatever. We are not the same. She's 32. I'm 32. Wait, we're the same age. She's a Doctor. .... Good for her. My d...

Living in a house of boys. Literally. Some days, it's a save me, call out. Other days, it's a rescue call. Yes. there is a difference. But then there are those days, I'm grateful there are no other women, and I'm sure the boys are too. Because, they all know, they couldn't handle more than me. Take it back to when Destiny lived at home, I think they too would take things the way they are now, than before. So there are books on being pregnant, there are books on newborns, there are books on toddlers. But you know why there aren't many on teenagers? Because you throw the damn book OUT! There is no more real and raw than this photo here. Licensed, permit, and 11yrs old.   And this is what the world wants to see.... "highlight Reel" Every teen is different. And there is a new book every day written for each one. For real. The house of boys goes like this. Dylan is 16, close to 17. Seth is 15, close to 16. Kaden who just turn...

It's been a long time since I sat down to talk to you. I'm ashamed to say I've had my priorities out of order. Life gets busy, but that's just an excuse, as you know. We always make time for what's important to us. And I haven't made time for you. You wouldn't believe how much our home town has changed. And I know you saw your momma sold her home where you lived 24 years of your life. I know, I was sad to see it happen too. So much growth around the desert, so fast pace. I don't miss living there, although I do miss home. You would just get so many laughs out of the craziness that is social media. It's unreal, really. However, to be honest, it helps me stay in contact with so many people, but at the same time I lose the grasp of when the last time was that I actually picked up the phone just to chat. You wouldn't like that.  But you would love Facebook, Snap Chat, Instagram etc... and I know you, you'd have them all. I get to enjoy...