Tag Archives: Friendship

When I was in my early 20s, the apex of my people-pleasing years, I dated an aspiring poet. He didn’t want to get a job, he said, because it interfered with his creative process. He lived happily at home with his parents; I paid for everything else. As my debt …

For 18 months, I’ve taken a weekly lesson at a stable that specializes in therapeutic work. The team here helps disabled people experience horseback riding and nonmounted equine exercises; they also have a kids’ program. The barn is truly my happy place, so much so that I have volunteered at …