Oh how I miss the pretty boy!
You know when you get that one horse you always seem to compare to others? I catch myself doing it a lot. I know, I know...I shouldn’t. Every horse is different just like us💁🏼 They have different personalities, different running styles, bad days and good days just like us, but this guy was always willing with so much try and grit. He could run so fast he would make your eyes water.
God gives and he takes away. It’s been a journey for me and in some ways it has hardened my heart. Not towards God but I have found myself wanting to bond but scared. You know what I mean? Scared of losing again, scared of hurting again, afraid of a broken heart.
Here lately I’ve been thrown some curve balls in that department. Finding the ONE. Starting all over is tough but I’m learning I’m becoming a better rider, better teacher and better trainer because of it.
I’m one of those people that when I find a horse I like, I work at becoming 1 with it. It’s almost like a dance you do. You read one another so much to the point of knowing what the other needs before even asking. I’m working towards that.
Each day brings new opportunities to learn, to give and to receive. Each day brings me closer to having the training facility I’ve always dreamt of. Each day brings me closer to becoming the best I can possibly be not only for my profession but as a mother, wife and friend.
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