"Dad are we pyromaniacs?" "Yes, we arson."
"Dad are we pyromaniacs?" "Yes, we arson."
I changed my car horn to gunshot sounds. People get out of the way much faster now.
It’s almost eight years since my amazing husband Sig passed away. I will love him for the rest of my life. He doesn’t even have to be here for me to continue to feel this way. Thankfully, I am coasting on all our shared memories we made over decades. He was my best friend, and I am fortunate enough to …