When it comes down to it, people take their horses for granted. They come, they ride, they leave. It's different for me. Half the time I go to the barn, I only go to say "hi" to my pony and to just cry into her mane. Whenever something bad happens to me, I know that she will always be there for me. As a person who suffers from depression and stuff like that, I never really trusted people with my stories and what was going on in my life. I go to a therapist once a week, but she has never been able to help me as much as my pony has. Just seeing her face when I walk down the aisle is enough to make me smile for a week. When she learns something new and finally listens to what I'm saying, it makes my heart melt knowing that she trusts me that way too. Just going through the motions of grooming her while talking to her about my day is good enough for me. I hand walk her on the short trails and we talk about deeper stuff, like boys, and whatever mean thing someone did to me that day. She's always there for me. The best part is that she is able to sense when I need her. She helps me out when I don't even know I need the help. She catches me when I'm about to fall. When my intention is going on a walking trail, and she knows I'm sad, she'll pick up the pace because she knows that's what gets me to release everything and just cry and scream. And when I'm crying too much to obtain position and control, she slows it down for me and just lets me hug her neck. She takes me to the side and just lets me cry. She knows. She is my best friend and honestly don't know how things in my life would be going if I didn't have her there looking out for me and listening to me, and basically being my therapist. And the best part? I know she would NEVER tell my secrets, even if she had the ability to.
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