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
One trip to a tropical island and back.
Ten years in the making, cast of...well, eight, counting two dogs and two cats.
Her travels had taken her beyond the shores of her native continent, but she is back where she started, in Oregon.