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.
When We Lose Sight of What Truly Matters
In a world full of expectations and noise, Clarity begins when we learn to choose our priorities, protect our boundaries and stay rooted in our values.
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 