If someone had told me a few months ago that I would be sitting inside a ranch office, planning marketing strategies while pregnant with twins and surrounded by people who were slowly becoming my family, I probably would have laughed — nervously — and changed the subject.
Yet there I was.
Morning light spilled generously through the wide windows, painting golden rectangles across the wooden floor. Outside, the fields stretched endlessly, dotted with horses moving in calm rhythm, as if the world itself breathed more slowly there.
On my laptop screen, the presentation was nearly complete.
“Return to the Roots — Where Memories Are Born.”
I reread the tagline for the fifth time, tapping my pen lightly against my chin.
The idea was simple, but powerful: while other hotels chased modernity
