I was first left alone to babysit my two young sisters when I was 6 years old. As I had no idea what I was doing and in fact needed my very own babysitter, I turned to…
Tom Harrell’s “Colors of a Dream”
It was Date Night. Mister and I headed downtown for some French food and some Jazz. It wasn’t the first Date Night, and it won’t be the last. But something was different. It didn’t feel ordinary. It…