by CMCook | Jul 8, 2025 | fat cow studio
There’s a particular kind of grief that doesn’t come with a funeral. No flowers. No casseroles. Just quiet absence. It’s the loss of someone who’s still out there, living, breathing, carrying on, but not in your life anymore. Maybe it was a slow fade. Maybe it was a...
by CMCook | Jun 10, 2025 | fat cow studio
I found myself in my garden, surrounded by the flowers my mother once loved. This garden is mine—planted in my time, in my rhythm—but still, she’s here. Listening to the birdsong, I heard her laughter, soft and familiar. She was there in the dancing of the...
by CMCook | May 23, 2025 | fat cow studio
There’s a quiet kind of healing that happens when you stand beside a horse. It’s not loud or dramatic. It doesn’t come with fanfare or applause. It comes in stillness—in the soft exhale of a warm breath, the calm gaze of a deep brown eye, the rhythm of hooves meeting...
by CMCook | May 19, 2025 | fat cow studio
In a world that often urges us to chase after more, I’ve found peace in embracing less. By choosing to live intentionally, I focus on what truly matters, letting go of the need for constant validation or outcomes. Grace has become my guiding principle—extending it to...
by CMCook | Feb 5, 2025 | fat cow studio
“I like the muted sounds, the shroud of grey, and the silence that comes with fog.” -Om Malik It is the middle of winter here in Texas. Each day is a new season. One day we are pushing 90 degrees, the next we are having ice storms. But the in-between...
