Surviving then Living
Surviving then Living Michelle leaned against the fence and watched as Hannah carefully maneuvered her wheelchair through the gate and into the pasture. She tried twice before but lost her nerve. Third times a charm. She closed the gate behind her and made her way to her favorite spot under the pear tree.
Tell Me The Story
Tell Me the Story Darla walked out of the barn and across the lawn, stopping to scratch Diesels on the head. Diesel was an old rodeo bull Darla had owned since she was seven. “How are you doing old man?” she asked affectionately Then continued towards the house. “Dad, have you seen Gunner, it's bedtime.”