When I was a young girl, I use to dream of flying like a bird. Things at home weren't so great. I only had my mom. My dad had passed when I was 1 1/2 years old. I met up with a couple that owned a horse business. They had a tack store as well. It was with these folks that I would learn to ride.
I learned all I could about horses, spent every waking & some sleeping moment with them. I learned how to ride English, Western, bareback. I loved all of them, but English was my favorite. I went to shows to see where I was at in my riding. Though winning is great, going to horse shows is a good way to get constructive feedback as to where you are in your riding.
It was during the summer when all the turmoil had slowed & I was at the creek swimming when I realized that horses were my soul. God had given me wings when I ride. The feeling of freedom, of adrenaline, of power moving beneath you is the most incredible feeling of all. You have the ability to control this super power with the least amount of pressure & it's so much bigger & stronger than I am. I could escape into this realm of horses & find who I truly was in my person.
It would be many years before I would have a horse of my own. I would lose my way & get lost in living life until now. I've come to a point in my life where I am able to have my own horse & I'm loving it. I have found my wings once again & I don't ever want to lose them ever.