"I Hope You Dance" by LeAnn Womack. It's a funny little story.
About two years ago, I was going through a hard time. I was 13, which is a hard little slice of life for everyone. I headed down to the barn one summer morning to work with Lola a little bit. I went out into the field, still angry and aghast from school. Lola didn't allow me to catch her for half an hour. After, I went to the barn and worked with her on standing still and picking up feet. My attitude carried on, and Lola wouldn't respond at all, no matter what I tried. For an hour I worked with her, trying everything I knew to get her to cooperate. Finally, I boiled over. I was done. I couldn't take it anymore.
I stalked off to the barn and sat in the corner, sobbing and using all the curse words I knew at the time. After a moment, I flipped on the radio, and the song came on. It's a really encouraging song, and, for some reason, it made me feel better. So I went back and tried again. That day was a turning point for me.
Eight months later, Lola had been sold right up from under by nose and was going to a new home. I didn't get but three days warning. I spent only one of those three days with her though. I couldn't take seeing her.
I was driving to school when they were loading her up. I knew this, and starting crying again. (I cried easily in those days.) I turned on the radio to drown out my thoughts, and, low and behold:
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Living might mean taking chances
But they're worth taking
Lovin' might be a mistake
But it's worth making
Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance