I went through a lot of stages when I was younger. One of the stages I went through was an immense love for Horses. I wanted to ride them, own one, love one, and be a part of that community so bad. I loved everything about horses and I begged my dad to get me one for years. I came up with ideas on where we could have a horse and names. I even thought of all the competition that we were going to be in. I loved every single thing about them and I had piles of magazines and books with all kinds of information about horses. I cant begin to tell you how much I wanted one. I still make jokes to this day about wanting a horse because I used to love riding them. 

I remember when I got lessons on horseback riding. It was a blessed six months. I really thought that I would get to compete and take care of my own horse. For a bit they didn’t know what to do with me so I jumped horses in the beginning. They put me on a horse named Penny. They swore that she was older than two and very good with people. Turns out that the horse was skittish of everything and tried to throw me off. My lessons quickly became handy and I managed to stay on until my trainer stopped the horse. From there they did some research and found Baba. He was an old retired Police horse and he was wonderful with people. His owners were going out of town a lot and they just didn’t have the time to come see him and take him out on a regular basis. So they said that he could be used for my lessons and I feel in love. 

Baba was so friendly and patient. I remember being so terrified at first and I just felt like I was relying on an animal that would try to throw me off. Not once did he spook, or buck. The entire time he listened to me and what I asked him to do and even put up with my skittish self. I honestly wasn’t sure how I felt about riding and it took me a while to get used to him. I even remember the last lesson I had on baba. We were just learned how to go over poles and get from a trot to a canter. I was so excited but, my grades didn’t turn out the way my dad wanted so he took horseback riding away from me. I was so ready to start jumping, it was the ultimate dream for me but sometimes things happen in life. 

Luckily I still love horses and I want to try being retaught how to ride. Maybe its not to late for me?