Knowing When It’s Too Much

Years ago, when my mom moved from her home in AZ to CO, she cleaned out all the boxes she kept in the garage. I visited one day, and she showed me calendars from when I was in high school. Every weekend was a horse show. One night a week was 4-H. I played sports, so I had practice after school and games on Friday. I also worked at two ranches close to the house and at different restaurants in the…

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