Riding horses is something I love and I cherish the memories that I have. Now I am on the other side of the country and don't have that opportunity to ride with Grandpa right now. Don't get me wrong, I love my life and my husband, but riding is a huge part of me. I'm a country, cowgirl at heart. I always will be too. When I went to Wisconsin, I got to ride Sugar Glo "Joe" once again. I swear he still knows who I am. It was like we had never been apart. I got on and rode for hours with my Dad's cousin, Jessica.
I am making a promise to myself right now that I will start riding again. I want my own horse, a Palamino Quarter horse, or a paint like my first horse, Rocky. I could almost cry sitting here thinking about how much I miss riding with Grandpa. In the mountains, in the pen, on the trails, at clinics, at training, at shows, at rodeos-- I miss it all!
10+ Miles at Kettle Moraine, WI with my cousin Jessica. |
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