Obviously you've never met a True Country Girl...
Being given the privilege to learn to ride such an amazing creature is truly a blessing. When you first sit in the saddle some feel nervous or scared. Maybe even anxious. It's all a matter of being in control for others.
Since being able to acquire the funds to take riding lessons I have learned so much. It's my weekly therapy, I tell people. I have always had a southern perspective and way of life. Maybe not like others but to me it's southern. We all have our different opinion and definition of being from the southern and having a southern background. It's a way of life. It's an up bringing. Like everything it teaches you so much.
Like this for example. haha, it's one of my favorite quotes. My life hasn't been perfect and no I haven't had it as bad off as others, but embracing my southern roots has made me who I am and I wouldn't change it for the world. I am so proud to wear my cowboy boots and listen to country music. It really makes me who I am. It reflects on who I am and my views on life and the world we live in.
Being able to take lessons and care for a horse has changes my life. It is my therapy and it teaches me about someone other than myself. You build a bond between you and that creature. When you sit in that saddle a horse can sense everything you do. They can feel what you feel. They can read your mind and do it without giving any kind of signal or command.
Horses have moods and thoughts just like humans. I tend to have an internal argument when I am in lessons with the horse I ride. He's leader of the barn and will do whatever he wants when he wants. If you ask him to trot he'll ask you if you're sure that's what you really want to do. He's just as stubborn as I am. It's like my trainer knew when she paired us together that we were just a like. Even though I beat myself up because I want to do it right and I am trying to be confident in my riding I have still built a relationship with this creature. Even though after lessons we are both worn out, I dismount and look him in the eyes and I can't help but smile with a little chuckle and give him the biggest and tightest hug and he hugs me back. And even though it's not spoken we both know what the other is saying. "Good work, you're amazing" or "you know you love me. I'm just as stubborn as you, but you'll thank me later..."
Before and after each lesson you must groom your horse. Muck its stall, clean it's hoofs, brush, bridle, and saddle him. I would go clean a barn before I would clean house. I don't know what it is except for passion that drives this. It's that feeling of being able to do something for someone who loves you unconditionally and not ask for anything in return. It's not about getting even or because you have too. Doing all those things are because you want too, because you love that horse, knowing that horse loves you too.
But now that my random ramble about this girl and a horse named nugget, I leave you with this because not only do southern girls love their horses, but they're also suckers for cowboy boots and big trucks. Lets go Muddin' yall!
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