My friend Carolyn’s horse died last week. I worked at home the day Ginger Rose died, so I wasn’t there to hug her and cry with her. I knew I wanted to do something comfortingContinue reading
My friend Carolyn’s horse died last week. I worked at home the day Ginger Rose died, so I wasn’t there to hug her and cry with her. I knew I wanted to do something comfortingContinue reading