I rode off and on while growing up but my mom would not let me have a horse of my own because she had friends that had been killed on them. One friend that she had her father worked a lot and he shipped over a appaloosa back home to his daughter and before she tried him out in the field she took him into the woods to ride. He spooked and ran her under some branches and knocked her off. She ended up hitting her head on some rocks and she ended up dying because she froze to death. When she went out riding she didn't bother to tell anyone where she was going riding.
I have always loved horses and didn't own one until I was 21. She was a grade quarter horse mare on her way to the slaughter house. I rescued her and trained her myself. My husbands first horse was our stallion. He is very gentle and kind. My boys ride my 3 year old paint filly. They love to ride especially my 2 year old.