Ah yes, so much I haven't written about. The two important things in the sentence above that I have not discussed yet: Kody my boyfriend, (still feels weird using the "B" word) and Otie my horse. There is the saying "I've got my horse, I've got my dog, I dont need a cowboy" which is what I used to believe. However, my saying is now, "I've got my horse, I've got my dogs, I've got my daughter, but it is sure nice having a cowboy too."
Kody and I have been friends for a long time. Since we were 14 in fact. When I first learned how to ride I learned from an amazing gentleman named Noel Skinner. I learned everything I know about horses from this kind man. Through out that summer of my life, I met his grandchildren Mackenzie and Kody. I was not initially accepted as part of their group, but quickly we became inseparable. As the story goes, I fell in love with Kody. I fell hard. All though out high school, I chased him around. After high school, he chased me around. We have been on and off, near and far, friends and more. The last time we tried, I talked myself out of it. I was convinced that he would always love me more than I him, I was convinced that him being so caring, devoted, honest, and loving was a bad thing. I was afraid of someone that would go to the end of the world for me. So I called things off and continued in my journey of dating every type of asshole you could possibly date. I chased boys that only wanted one thing, I chased boys that lied, I chased boys that cheated. Kody and I always kept in touch, our philosophy was that we would rather be friend than nothing at all. Oddly I couldn't help but feel a small ping of jealousy when I'd see him with other girls. I'm sure he felt the same towards me. So one night, while I was staying up way to late watching Criminal Minds, I got a text from him asking what he did wrong with us. I didn't know how to respond. I sat and thought about it and came to the conclusion it was my fault. I was afraid. I had my guards up. I wasn't ready. So here we are, trying it all again. This time, we aren't young, we aren't afraid, and we aren't far apart. I have to say, I am still shaking in my boots with fear, but it's nice to have someone there for you and that loves you for who you are.
Another thing that's great about Kody, is that he inspires me to ride more than I have in years. I love riding, it makes me whole. It makes me feel so alive. Even if its just a 5 minute ride around the arena or a 5 hour ride up a mountain. I love that I have someone to share that with.
My horse, Little Whiz Otie, has such potential. We raised him out of my show mare Josie. He is stunning and talented. Although he is pretty green and has a lot to learn. We will see if we can make it to the big leagues if I can stay dedicated. I have dreamed about this for years, it just seems like every time I try to work at it I loose sight. Things in life happen and I get down and when I'm down I don't ride. Kody is great because he takes me a long and gives me an excuse to ride. We'll see how things go :)
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