Redemption. Restoration.

Redemption. Restoration.

Redemption. Restoration. It wasn’t an instant change, but one that took place over a period of time. But a daughter notices. I started to see my mom smile a little more, go and do things with friends, and quite honestly, she was glowing a bit.

We are M&M Acres

We are M&M Acres

We are tired. Our joints are sore. Our minds are constantly running – thinking of the endless to do list and figuring out how we will keep going. But we do it. Everyday. We keep going.

Some people ask why we do it. We don’t get paid. There is no glamour or prestige associated with rescuing these animals. We receive unkind messages on social media. We are so very, very tired.

But when asked why we do what we do, we pick up our heads high, and with dirt on our face and hay in our hair, we say we do it for Warrior.