Misty Rae

Joined October 2020

235 stories

Bio

Author of the best-selling novel, I Ran So You Could Fly (The Paris O'Ree Story), Chicken Soup For the Soul contributor, mom to 2 dogs & 3 humans. Nature lover. Chef. Recovering lawyer. Living my best life in the middle of nowhere.

Achievements (5)

Stories (235)

Filter by community

Sort by (Optional)

Love At First Sight/Love 30 Years Later
You walked into the room, Tall, Proud, Almost arrogant. Full of the exuberance, And confidence of youth’s promise.
By Misty Rae4 years ago in Poets
First Love, Last Love
An awkward girl once sat in class, Eager, ready to learn. Yet not quite ready for the lesson. You sauntered in. Confident,
By Misty Rae4 years ago in Poets
The Gift of Learning
Dear Mrs Logue, My mother had a saying, "a teacher can either turn a kid off or they can turn a kid on to learning." I didn't really understand what that meant when I was young, but my mother, who had unfulfilled teaching aspirations said it with such conviction that I knew it had to be true.
By Misty Rae4 years ago in Humans
Water and Words
I don't have much, but I have enough. I have a warm, dry and safe place to live. I have lots of food. I have a vehicle. I have love. I have my health. I also have a big heart and a pretty good mind. Those last 2, the heart and the mind, I can use to help others.
By Misty Rae4 years ago in Motivation
Big Lessons, Small Teachers. First Place in Hometown Heroes Challenge.
Hey Guys, Where do I even start? I'm not sure I have the words to adequately express what I want to say, but I'll give it a try. In the 50 years I've been on this planet, I've met a lot of people and learned a lot of things. I've had great mentors and teachers that have held me up when I needed it. I've had some that weren't so great, that knocked me down when I didn't need it. I've got more years of formal education and pieces of paper attesting to that knowledge than I know what to do with. And I've been taught a harsh lesson or two from the School of Hard Knocks. From all of them, the good, the bad, the formal and the informal, I've learned a great deal.
By Misty Rae4 years ago in Families
Outside
“Departure scan code, please,” a tall, official-looking lad said flatly, his blue eyes steely, devoid of emotion. Ken Bradley fumbled for his phone. “I’m not going far,” he stammered, “just a short drive to the country.”
By Misty Rae4 years ago in Fiction
Billi
Billi the barn owl awoke slowly, peering at the low-hanging sun streaming in through her half-open window. She wasn't sure if it was the sunlight or the heat that woke her, but it really didn't matter. She was up now.
By Misty Rae4 years ago in Fiction
More Insomniatic Ramblings
The silence is deafening, Throbbing. Pounding. A rhythmic beat of nothingness, As a million thoughts flood my mind.
By Misty Rae4 years ago in Poets
Steadfast, Strong and Soft
Dear Daddy, You've been gone for just over 27 years, but I feel you with me almost as if you were still physically here. I see you in Jordan's appetite. I call him "Feedbag," because like you, he can really, well, strap on the old proverbial feedbag. I can almost conjure you up through the whiff of Old Spice in the air. And I hear your words flying out of my mouth, if not every day, most days.
By Misty Rae4 years ago in Families
Old Dog, New Tricks
I was never a dog person. I've been terrified of them since I was a little girl. So terrified that I can vividly remember being 5 years old and refusing to leave the house for school because the neighbours' dogs were outside. I can still conjure up the terror I felt as the tears streamed down my little face at the very sight of the vicious beasts - 2 Chihuahuas. I still remember their names, Peanut and Perriwinkle.
By Misty Rae4 years ago in Petlife
I Deserve Me
I've spent my life showing up. Showing up for school. Showing up for track meets. Showing up for jobs I hated. Showing up for jobs I didn't hate as much. Showing up for meetings and greetings, weddings and funerals. Showing up for friends who needed me. Showing up for my kids. Showing up for my spouse. Showing up for my elderly parents. Showing up for strangers in need of a helping hand. I'm that girl, the one who you know will show up even when no one else will.
By Misty Rae4 years ago in Psyche
One Family Christmas
With Thanksgiving (well, the American one) in the rearview mirror, I find my thoughts turning to Christmas. Who can blame me, it’s freakin’ everywhere, in the stores, on the radio, every freaking where.
By Misty Rae4 years ago in Families

Misty Rae

Bio

Achievements .css-1svwz57-Text{display:inline-block;color:var(--text-default-mute);}(5)

Stories (235)

Filter by community

Love At First Sight/Love 30 Years Later

First Love, Last Love

The Gift of Learning

Water and Words

Big Lessons, Small Teachers. First Place in Hometown Heroes Challenge.

Outside

Billi

More Insomniatic Ramblings

Steadfast, Strong and Soft

Old Dog, New Tricks

I Deserve Me

One Family Christmas

Achievements (5)