Or maybe something is changing the way I think. The way my family needs me—that hasn’t changed. Neither have my responsibilities on the ranch. But I’m starting to understand that those commitments shouldn’t hold me back from commitments I want to make to myself. For myself. That’s the only way I’m ever gonna have a life of my own. I’ve missed out on so much trying to be everything to everybody else. No one asked me to be the hero. The savior. And maybe—hell, maybe they don’t need me to be their savior. Maybe it’s time they learned to save themselves. Laughing with Mollie, dancing with her—I’ve
...more
