A few weeks ago, I was talking to my therapist, and she said, "Imagine your happy place."
Tears started flowing and I couldn't speak.
I was imagining my face buried in the neck of a fuzzy horse in winter. I hadn't brought this image up for years!
I haven't been on a horse in over 20 years. But as a kid ages 7-17, horses consumed every waking and sleeping moment of my life. I was that horse crazy girl.