Farming for Mental Health

Tightening my belt to fill big shoes, I found solace in the work

Photo by Alice Refla on Unsplash

I wore the same belt for fifteen years. It was thick and wide, the brown leather unadorned, simple. The buckle was sweat-tarnished and strong.

I alternated between three different holes on the belt, my weight fluctuating through happiness and stress. The belt had been with me since I…