“Your children are not your children….You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth” Kahlil Gibran
I’ve always been out-front, leading the way. Until yesterday when my horse Nolan spotted a predatory plastic bag along the trail.
Mikayla and Cherie when out in front to get eaten first if that was going to happen, or to show him the bag was nothing to worry about.
The arrow has left the bow.
Observations, Musings and Reflections on One Human's Time on Earth 