My best friend doesn't speak, but gives me the best wisdom, she doesn’t talk, but is the best listener, she can’t play cards, but she puts her game face on when the crowd cheers, she can’t give me a hug, but she will sit there for hours while I rant about my week. My best friend is a horse!
The day before the start of tech week for the little mermaid, August 4th, I got a phone call that I had never imagined receiving. This phone call was from my dressage coach. At the time I was leasing a horse named Cody; on the phone call I was told that Cody was extremely sick and the vet was on the way. As many of y’all may know about three hours after this phone call I was informed that Cody’s small intestine was dying and there was nothing the vet could do. I knew right away that his time had come. So there I was standing at the gate of his pasture looking out and remembering Cody, but I wasn’t remembering what I lost I was remembering the lessons he taught me and the amazing memories that will never be forgotten. Cody wasn’t just a horse to me he was my best friend. Months went by and I had not ridden a horse, everyday went by and it felt like something was missing. I never had a moment where all of the troubles in the world were left behind and it was just me and my horse.
On Christmas 2018 my whole life changed… Around 12 pm my parents told me to get ready we had somewhere we had to go and that I needed to put a blindfold on. We got in the car and it was about a 10 minute drive to the place I would start to call my new best friends home. I got out of the car and the blindfold was removed, I was so excited to see a close friend of mine holding a lead rope attached to what I would be calling my horse from that day on.
My horse, CueTe, seemed like a pretty good and well behaved horse until I saddled her up and got on her. After riding for about 5 minutes she started bucking and trying to through me off. I thought maybe I was doing something wrong or that she did not like me. So I started lunging her almost everyday and she started kicking out at me and not going the direction I was asking her to go. She never failed to have me leaving the barn with some nice bruises after a day of riding. I had moments where I would get so mad at her I would start crying, but I never gave up. I have had her for a little more than 2 months and things have not changed much.
As I was working with her I remembered what my Barrel Racing instructor had told me once, He said go slow to go fast, I never really understood this until know. He means the slower you are the more careful you will be, but the faster you go the more careless you will get. I think that maybe I was trying to move to fast with her and I was not focusing on the basics. I need to take a step back and spend time with her while we are not working and trying to fix the problem. I need to focus on her needs and not on mine.
The lessons she has taught me apply everywhere in life, we live as though there aren't enough hours in the day but if we do each thing calmly and carefully we will get it done quicker and with much less stress. If we stop focusing on getting things done quickly and we focus on taking life one step at a time we will learn and succeed in so much more.