I was thinking the other day that my horse has come into my life for a reason. I don't know what the reason is, at least not yet, but I do believe that his presence here isn't random.
And then I thought, "Maybe I've come into his life for a reason, too. "
I suddenly realized that where I once saw Wolfie as the superior half of our partnership--the more perfect being who was here to help me--I now see, in a way that I had not understood until now, that I am also here to help him. Not just to feed him and make sure his stall is clean and he gets plenty of time outdoors. It goes so much deeper than that.
(People who don't believe that animals have souls couldn't be more mistaken.)
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Cape Ann artist and O'Reilly branding maven Edie Freedman shares her thoughts on random absurdities, happy accidents, and living a creative life that includes everything from shooting photographs and collecting sand dollars at the beach in the middle of winter to finding out what happens to oatmeal chocolate chip cookie dough when you add the eggs last (do not try this at home).
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