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<\/p>\nOn the horns of a dilemma. It was an early Sunday morning in Vermont. The sky was clear blue, flora lush green, and the golden early light made the landscape look right out of a postcard.\u00a0 I was driving down Route 30 in Townshend, VT on the way to rendezvous with my wife and her friend. \u00a0The plan was I’d pick my wife up and we’d head home to Boston. Her friend would return home to New York.<\/p>\n
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As I followed the winding road, I went by a field with horses.\u00a0 As my car raced along the winding road alongside the river, I wished I had taken a picture.\u00a0 I thought about going back. I didn’t want to be late but it would only be a minute. And it was at that moment I learned a wonderful life lesson:<\/p>\n
Sometimes you have to go back for the horses.<\/em><\/p>\n copyright 2019 Christopher Donahue<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" On the horns of a dilemma. It was an early Sunday morning in Vermont. The sky was clear blue, flora lush green, and the golden early light made the landscape look right out of a postcard.\u00a0 I was driving down … Continue reading