I have horses racing through my veins.
I love my children with all of my heart.
When I capture a moment like this...
...there are not enough words in my soul to to describe how I feel.
As I watch her race to the barn or pasture, lean against the fence and extend her hand for just one touch, I can't help but feel joy all around me. And I am thankful. Thankful that I can share horses with my daughter.
I know that for me, I breathe in the air, watch the sunlight filter through the clouds and savor the time spent with my horses. My shoulders relax. I pull my ball cap down and the rest of the real world slips away.
I think of the people, mostly women, I’ve met because of horses. I consider how competent they all are. Articulate. Strong. Confident.
Horses introduce us to experiences we might otherwise have missed. I have considered this as I've shoveled manure, washed tails, filled water tanks in the blistering winter wind, waited for the vet/farrier/hay delivery guy, helped deliver foals, walked a colic stricken horse in the middle of the night.
Physically, intellectually, emotionally and spiritually, horses make women (and men) riders, horsemen and good human beings.
Horses teach children to be thoughtful and gentile, compassionate and empathetic. Children learn to be patient. They also learn courage and determination. Responsibility, respect, compassion, empathy, honesty and integrity, commitment - what parent wouldn't want their child to have these values?
“My treasures do not chink or
glitter, they gleam in the sun and neigh in the night.”
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