Sandi’s struggle

Sandi did survive.  I believe it was mid-October when the autoimmune disease took over her body, and around March we finally had weaned her off the steroids.  As soon as she was off the steroids she became nearly her old self.  She had a zest for life that had been...

This Week…

To understand this week I have to rewind to this time last year.  My husband Joey was gone on a 4 month trip for work, and Sandi (my dog) and I were left to hold down the fort.  Sandi was 7 years old last year.  She’s a German Shorthair Pointer who lives for a...

From Softball to What?

Horses aside, softball was always my sport.  I had given so much of my life to the school team, but to put it lightly the new coach’s technique didn’t match up with my learning method.  In the middle of the last game during the regional tournament my...

Letters Arrive

The whirlwind of senior year had begun.  I had traded in my softball cleats for pom poms, and when I wasn’t practicing I was studying for my AP classes.  In my “spare time” I rode Gideon and worked for a friend riding her Morgan horses.  My college...

Tour of Kentucky

My dream day at Churchill Downs ended, and the search for the perfect college began.  As we headed down the interstate through Louisville, on our way out of town, we passed the University of Louisville.  I looked down to see trash blowing across an inner-city baseball...

The Best Tour Ever

My new friend Cindy took me on a tour around the track.  First we went to the paddock.  Just an hour before I had leaned against the fence straining to get a good view of the horses.  Cindy flashed her badge at the guard and he opened the gate to Heaven.  We walked...

Tour of the Bluegrass

As we pulled up to Churchill Downs I was speechless.  The twin spires pointed towards Heaven and my heart lifted with them.  We walked past the gates that the horses break out of during the race.  I laced my fingers through the wire fence and pressed my head against...

A New Dream

I was a junior in high school and on a straight path that I had predetermined at some point in middle school.  My focus was to become an equine veterinarian and even in high school I knew every test I took got me either closer or further away from my goals.  I have...

I got the itch

I came home from the rodeo pageant with one thing in my mind.  I want to barrel race again.  Gideon and I were at the hunter/jumper barn that I loved, but being around the rodeo again had simply given me the itch. It came from so deep in my gut that it was absolutely...

I’m a Winner!

I woke up bright and early to create the big hair to go under the hat.  We did our interviews in the morning, then we learned the cheesy dance routine, and finally it was time for the evening performance and modeling portion of the competition.  It all culminated in...
Book cover for the short story, Three Horses and a Wedding
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