18 Months & a New Adventure Unfolds

Mustang Diaries Archive on October 3, 2009, 15:07

"Do you remember me?"

It's hard to believe that 18 months ago I'd just returned home with Sandy. The ugliest horse in the pens, I called and told my friend Lea. We'd prayed so hard for the right horse, and I have to admit I turned my eyes up to the heavens and asked God why the perfect horse was the ugly one.

It took six weeks for me to get on Sandy. It probably should have taken longer. If Curt had had his way, it certainly would have been another month. But I watched the other trainers, all riding in the first couple of weeks, and I thought I was falling behind.