I should have a big flashy post today because it is Halloween. Unfortunately I’ve been spending the day trying to get blood stains out of

I should have a big flashy post today because it is Halloween. Unfortunately I’ve been spending the day trying to get blood stains out of
False Starts, Lost Dreams, Finding Love and an Ancient Tabby As a child Bronagh would get up each morning and go to school. There she’d figure
There is a quiet beauty about historic cemeteries that I can’t always put into words. So many lives ask to be remembered and stories beg
Things that go bump…on Halloween Morning (or Life of a Modern Vampire Mom.) First posted 10/31/17 but read it again. In the wee hours of the
Sleep It is like the ghost that haunts me Only worse. The ghost will listen to me. Sleep never does. She taunts me Like a
Dear Diary, A sense of foreboding surrounded me. I could feel the darkness and cold grievous glares of unforgiving eyes in the darkness. The anguished