My Life in Words
When I was nine-years-old, I wanted a horse more than anything.
I didn’t know about wishing on white horses ( www.wishonwhitehorses.com), but I knew about wishing on birthday candles, and the first star of the evening, and they knew about me.
When I was 12, my dream came true.
I got a perfect horse.
When I was 21-years-old, and about to be married a cowboy told me to marry people not horses. I saw some validity to his statement, so I sold my horse, and cried for the entire day, and grieved many years more.
People who bury their face in a horse’s mane and breathe deeply will understand, but then I suspect that anyone who has loved an animal and been loved in return, will understand as well.
That experience taught me, that dreams do come true.
We all want something.
#A perfect body
#A spiritual understanding
#Someone to love and to love us in return.
Ask most everyone, and they will choose most of these items. However we want more.
We want the magic .
"Just living is not enough...one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower."
--Hans Christian Anderson
Her travels had taken her beyond the shores of her native continent, but she is back where she started, in Oregon.