In the days that followed, I found myself replaying that scene—the man, the horse, and the storm. It wasn’t courage in the way we often picture it; it was something quieter, something deeper. It was the calm in the middle of chaos, the kind of strength that doesn’t shout but steadies.
That bond between man and animal, built on years of trust, showed us all that real care isn’t about control—it’s about presence. The storm will always come, in one form or another. What matters is how we stand in it, and who we choose to stand beside.
And sometimes, the greatest wisdom comes in just two words: take care.
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