My first horse (technically my second, but we only had my crazy first horse for a month) was the beautiful but very sway-backed Marcy! She was an Appy in her 30s that patiently let me trot her blissfully all over our property. She was my first fall too. I outgrew her quickly (far too quickly) and we sold her to a family to teach more little kids. She passed a few months later.
I believe she's one of my guardian angels/spirits.
"Here's to the girls who who smile like beauty queens in tight hats and crystal covered outfits on four hours of sleep."