I have always been a pretty independent gal and prided myself on being “strong.”
For many people, strong might have several different definitions. Although I have never been athletic, I always tried to do my fair share of the farm work growing up. Fifty pound feed sack over my shoulder? No big deal. Hoisting a heavy western saddle way over my head to saddle the horse? Not pretty, but I managed.
I always wanted to be the “strong one,” both physically and emotionally.
But it didn’t always work out like that. [Read more...]