This made me cry and cry

[Dr_Doolittle]

THE DREAM THAT MANY WILL NOT UNDERSTAND:

My horse is my personal dream.

One day when I am very old and when I can not walk anymore, it will be in my heart as a trophy of my memories.

I met people who taught me something and have the same spirit and I met others that I’m glad I forgot.

I got wet,

I felt cold,

And I felt warm,

I was afraid,

I fell,

And I stood up,

I even hurt myself, I have been broken,

But also, I laughed out loud inside .

I spoke a thousand times with myself.

I sang and shouted with joy like a madman,

And yes … sometimes I cried.

I have seen wonderful places and lived unforgettable experiences.

I often made unplanned jumps that even Oliver Skeete would be proud of; other times I made jumps full of terror.

I stopped a thousand times to see a landscape.

I spoke with perfect strangers, and I forgot people I see every day.

I went out with my demons inside and returned home with a feeling of absolute peace in my heart.

I always thought how dangerous it is, knowing that the meaning of courage is to advance even feeling fear.

Every time I go up to my horse I think about how wonderful he is.

I stopped talking about it to those who do not understand, and I learned to communicate with other riders.

I have met some amazing people I now call friends because of my horse.

I spent money that I did not have, giving up many things, but all these things are not worth even one special moment with my horse.

He is not a means of transport or a piece of iron with wheels, it is the lost part of my soul and my spirit.

And when someone says to me: “You have to sell the horse and you have to be a more sensible”, … I do not answer. I just swing my head and smile,

A horse… only the person who loves them understands it.

May God bless my friends and all their horses…

And the adventure continues. .

[exvet]

Truer words have never been spoken and THIS is what connects those of us who understand and live it every day. Thanks for sharing.

[Dr_Doolittle]

Indeed!

And

[Annie10]

Yes.

[Bluey]

Grandma said, “some good people are half horse, you are 99% horse” nodding to herself.

I say, if your deep passion is horses, you acknowledge it in others with your own smiling nod.

[pony_grandma]

I didn’t know where to put this …kind of appropriate here. No matter if you’re religious this still speaks to us horse people. What I’ve learned from some horses, horse life. YouTube short.

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/_Mt9BvUE6v4?t=15&feature=share

[LCDR]

This one gets me every time I see it.

[Paint_Party]

I’m at a time in my life when these lovely sentiments are even more powerful.

Until the day I pass from this earth, I will always have a horse. I might not be able to physically climb upon its back, but I will always have a horse. Even if I just pet it, brush it, feed it carrots. Even if I just watch it graze in the pasture. Even if I sit along the rail and watch someone else ride and enjoy it. Even if I can only lie in a bed and look upon its photo and remember what it was like to sit its gaits myself, I will always have a horse.

Thank you all for sharing these.

[2DogsFarm]

I’ve posted this before.
I had it tacked at my desk when I worked.
To remind me why I worked.
I am now pretty much this Old Horsewoman & it still rings true:

[chai]

This morning I woke up early, from a dream about my very first horse, a 3 year old off the track filly who was as green as grass, just like me, at the age of 12. We learned together and forged a bond that makes me weep even now, wishing I still had her, remembering how brave she was and how fearless I was because of her. I’ve had many, many horses since then and they all have a place in my heart. We are all so fortunate to have known these moments in life thanks to our horses.