
07/11/2025
Found some old goodies. My horses were my everything. I started riding when I was 7 and I took lessons and begged for a horse. My parents told me if I cleaned the horse stalls for a year they would consider it. I gladly hung out in that stall and shoveled p**p. My first horse was Red. He was a retired race horse. He was gentle. Tall. And aloof. I gained experience with him. He was safe. I made him feel safe too. I then got a dressage Morgan show horse named Crystal Lady. She was every girls dream come true. She was beautiful. She was spunky. She read a nervous system like none other. She was psychic. She was my best friend from 12 to 17. Horses healed me. I was so deeply depressed and it was my everything to spend my days at the horse stables. Nothing is more healing than a horse who understands the pain of your heartbeat and who loves you to the core of your essence.