If you had to identify yourself, what would you say? How would you describe yourself?
I’ve been thinking about these things a lot lately, as I struggle to navigate through a completely changed existence. Because, in all honesty, my answers to these questions have always started with something along the lines of, “I love my horses”. And you know what? My horses are an awful long ways away and that’s stinkin’ hard.
So when I was faced with a long weekend and a hurting heart, I loaded my truck and hit the road to visit my horses in Montana.
I’m blessed enough to share my life with three beautiful, good-hearted horses: Jackson, a 6 year old BLM mustang; Wrangler, a 5 year old APHA; and Spur, a 4 year old AQHA. And all three of my boys seemed pretty darn happy to see me! Perhaps not as happy as I was to see them, but it was close.
I know our separation is temporary, and I know I will get through it, but goodness… it’s hard.
“Hardships often prepare ordinary people for an extraordinary destiny.”
-C.S. Lewis
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I went through years of sporadic visits with my mare. I’ve had her since 2011 but I was in the Navy and out to sea a lot. I moved home to Kentucky in January 2016 and she followed soon after and since then i’ve spent every possible moment at the farm with her. It’s so hard for me to even take week long trips because I’m the same way as you. Every time I describe myself, Pumpkin plays a major role in that description. ♥️
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