I am back in the "horse world". Growing up, we always had a horse (more like two or three or six) in the family, participated in 4-H, etc. When I was 16, life changed and I sold the last horse I owned.
The love of horses, though, is apparently hereditary, because a few short years later, I was the mother of a little girl who was born with a need for horses. Life, though, was not really horse-ready for us at that point - and then there was my city-slicker, non-horse loving, husband in the picture. Finally, last year, things fell into place and I was able to give my daughter the best 12th birthday present ever - her very own horse (provided she shares with mom, lol). We ended up finding a beautiful 4 year old Thoroughbred, whom my daughter has named Aero, and who has stolen our collective hearts (even that of my city-slicker husband).
I had forgotten what life is like when you share it with a horse. I honestly don't know what I did all those years when there were none in my life.