I found out last week that I will be getting my Quarter Pony back that I showed from age 12-18. A lot of my memories are wrapped up with that boy. We taught each other a lot over those years. When I graduated high school, my parents decided I needed to sell him to help pay for college (which I wasn't even sure I wanted to go). I have regretted it ever since.
I never finished college because I never knew what I wanted to do and became jaded with it all. I sold my best friend from the time I was 12 to do something I didn't want to do. I believe my passion for horses died that day, as I watched him drive off in their trailer. I feel as if I have a second chance to make it up to him for letting him go to begin with. I'm crying as I type this...I'm such a sap. Lol. I guess time doesn't heal all wounds, eh?
I am now a stay-at-home Mom to two wonderful, rambunctious, ornery, little boys. My oldest will start Kindergarten in August and my youngest, preschool. My husband doesn't understand the horse thing, but I have a feeling he soon will :)
Stubby will be at my sister's barn and I am sure I will be there all the time to annoy her! Just like the good ole' days! Wish me luck!