It's been quite the past couple of weeks. Many trials and tribulations
have come my way but I know that God has a hand in all of this. Knowing you've
made the right decision should never be easy and if it was something was definitely
wrong. I love to ride; I live for it is probably what I should be saying it's
my stress reliever, workout, bonding, and everything else in the world to me. I
can go in a bad mood and come out tonally on top because my horse was a
complete rock star. These animals know what’s going on they hear the changes in
the wind. Its instinct they can tell when you're upset scared. My time ending
at one barn opened a door for bigger opportunities at another. I am so thankful
for everything my old barn has taught me. But I feel like they don’t see it the
way I do you take what you can and then it’s time to move on you plateau and
its nothing personal. I have done it plenty of times and when you learn what
you can what’s the point in staying to just stay at the same level I'm on my
way to the Olympics and I need to keep progressing keep riding keep moving on
and loving my sport I can’t drive to the barn feeling hopeless and down. I can’t
cry as I’m leaving the barn knowing that an opportunity somebody else got should’ve
been mine. I’ve been working my whole life for this and for what? To sit on the
sidelines I think not.
