The night air was thin and sharp, a deep winter cold making the trees pop. It had been a long day working under horses, barely keeping enough circulation to feel my fingers as I clutched my metal farrier tools. Finally home, I sat by the woodstove, slowly thawing; I had no desire to go back …
Surviving Beauty
My mother proves that the saying “people don’t change” is hooey. Over a decade ago, a diagnosis of breast cancer changed my mom’s life in every way. It also changed mine. It changed my life because I saw the strength that could emerge in a person when their physical body was down and out. I …