05/25/2025
Yep, sometimes when you sacrifice your dream to allow someone else to live your dream… while you have to keep the lights and the mortgage paid and have worked so hard to watch your dream come true, thru them…well..you are so happy for them and realize that sometimes they feel entitled to your dream and do not appreciate how much we sacrificed to help them achieve their dream.
🐎 When the body can’t keep up, but the heart is still in the saddle…
She no longer gallops across open fields, no longer soars over jumps like she once did. Her knees ache, her hands have lost the strength that once held the reins like a whisper of wind. But the passion — it hasn’t faded. Quite the opposite.
Every morning, she walks slowly to the stable. No rush. He’s there waiting — that same gaze, soft, deep, familiar. The horse lowers his head, touching her wrinkled hand as if to say: “I remember every step. And I’ve been waiting.”
She doesn’t race anymore, doesn’t fly with the wind. But every time her fingers brush through his mane — she’s twenty again inside. And every wrinkle on her face holds a story of friendship, trust, and an unbreakable love for horses.
Because a true rider never ages out of who they are. They simply change pace.
And even when the saddle becomes a memory,
the stable remains home.
And the horse — a friend who never leaves. 🖤
