My journey to healing began in earnest with Max. But first, life had to show me how much I needed him.
The Max of the Day is…
{ A companion who holds a quiet space for you to be who you are } Photo © 2022 Sasha Hoffman ~ edited with Prisma app
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Chapter 23 One day in June, I was chatting with one of my co-workers at the feed store about Raven and how I knew nothing of her history. My co-worker mentioned an animal communicator that she had enlisted to help with her dogs, and how the over-the-phone session had provided some clarity and improvement. I’m…
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Chapter 20 One day I asked one of the barn owners if she would be willing to take her old, experienced gelding out with me and Raven for a ride around the grassy track. I had not ridden Raven outside yet, just a few very basic walks around the indoor arena. I thought that Raven…
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{ Appreciating a quiet space to think & a view of trees } Photo © 2021 Sasha Hoffman ~ edited with Prisma app
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Chapter 12 Seven weeks from the day that I bought my little mare off of the internet, Raven got her feet trimmed by a farrier. This was the last thing that needed to be done now that she was cleared and healthy. It’s a basic health need, something that we couldn’t have done while she…
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Contemplating the Box. Sometimes it feels comfortable to squeeze into a box; but if you want to really live, don’t stay in it until you’re buried in it.
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Chapter 2 – *trigger warning – self harm, alcoholism, depression* Over the next few months after leaving my call center job, I was struggling to find balance in my life. I was 34, unemployed for the first time in my life since I was 16, and it felt completely destabilizing. My wonderful family was supportive…
Keep readingDesperate for peace
Chapter 1 The year 2017 had been a rough one. I had started a job at a big auto insurance company as a call center rep; the job paid pretty well and was more than I’d ever made before. It carried its own price, though. After only seven months, I was desperately trying to contain…
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