This past week, I did the best thing I have ever done.
This past week, I did the hardest thing I have ever done.
From the small girl who drew nothing but horses to the woman surrounded by her dreams-come-true, my life, my soul, yearned for, and reveled in, the company of horses, yet, I could never overcome my fear of riding. I rode but the fear never left.
My babies, my dolls will be loved by young people who have never had a proper home until they came to Arkansas Sheriff's Youth Ranch
This decision was not a light one. Horses in this program never leave. They are loved and cared for by disadvantaged youth with constant professional equine-educated supervision. The horses receive top notch veterinarian care and provide therapy for the young people.
The papers are wet from the tears I shed while writing about each horse, telling about their sweet spots and favorite snacks. All registries are transferred with the i's dotted and the t's crossed. The horses are gone.
From paper dolls to the mural on my Dreaming Porch to the realities of those dreams, it has been quite a ride.
From miniature horses,
to my big ones,
I have loved them all.
Farewell, my beauties!
If one child learns to trust,
if one child learns to love,
if one child's wall is breached by the love of these horses,
then my gift, my emptiness, will have been worth it.
Happy New Year
