93/366: Mary Beth

She used to intimidate me because she seemed to be everything I was not: thin, beautiful, a talented rider. So naturally, I thought she was a dressage queen. Now that she has let me in, I am privileged to know her as straightforward, honest, loyal, and caring—and a true friend.

92/366: Michael (2)

He married Roberta in 1990. Nine years later she was diagnosed with breast cancer. He took care of her for ten years. It was what he did. Now she is gone. “There is no going around it,” I told him. “You just have to walk through the fire.” But he knows.