I love being outdoors. Ever since I was a kid growing up in the country, I was outside all the time, running laps around a cluster of pine trees or speeding down our dirt road on my bicycle. My childhood was filled with the smell of honeysuckle vines and thorny patches of wild blackberries. Texas... Continue Reading →
I was a ‘fraidy-cat. I hated Halloween and avoided that aisle in the department store whenever the season rolled around. The only horror I could stomach was R.L. Stine’s Goosebumps series even though they would keep me awake. I think I only read them because my classmates were reading them. I still don’t like that... Continue Reading →
I was in kindergarten sitting at the back of the class when I started to pull out my eyelashes. I don’t know what made me do it but I knew that it comforted me. On the other hand, I knew that what I was doing was bad, so I became good at hiding it. One... Continue Reading →
Dad was a public school teacher so we always had summers off together while Mom went to work. The fondest of memories I have of summer was going to Albertson's with him. We went to the grocery store just about every other day. I think it was more for Dad so he could get out... Continue Reading →
Mysti Gayle 