The sun warmed my forearms. Leaves rustled in the trees, and the wind carried the scent of lilac across the pasture. I was standing next to Sunna, a dove-gray Mustang who’d lived in the wild just 18 months before. She whinnied softly as I stroked her forehead.
I was marveling at the deep sense of peace melting through my veins when suddenly I realized what day it was.
May 18th. My one-year anniversary.
A year before, I left my corporate Marketing job and walked into full-time self-employment.