by Heather R. Todd | Reflections
After a few local day trips, I decided to join some people from the barn on a camping trip at Iron Mountain in Virginia. They assured me that the seven-hour drive with a horse in tow was worth the effort. They were right. Virginia was stunning – even if the... 
by Heather R. Todd | Reflections
The great adventure began long before I ever hit the trail. For our eighth wedding anniversary, my husband surprised me with a two-hour trail ride at a little horse farm about an hour north of our home. By this time, I was well into my thirties with all the usual... 
by Heather R. Todd | Reflections
The following essay is a personal reflection I penned at the end of my first-ever formal writing class: Fiction I. The experience was initially terrifying, but ultimately led to a deeper understanding of the importance of putting work out for others to read and the...