Saturday, May 10, 2008

When life was simple...


Oh how I miss riding.  I used to live and breathe for riding.  I miss it all so much.  When nothing else mattered but the connection between horse and rider.  I always remember when I would have a bad day or get dumped or something, and I would go riding.  For that amount of time, it didn't matter that I was in pain.  God what I would give to have a horse of my own.  Someday I will have one of my own.

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