In Pursuit of Happiness I Went to the Horse
My early childhood came with a love of horses. Being with them signified happiness. My parents afforded me such opportunities as generously as they could, but it wasn’t in their ability or perhaps not even in their idea of their own lives that I should have a horse of my own. In lieu of any time with live horses I collected Breyer models and other equine imagery and lived out my dreams as a horse girl through books like Black Beauty and The Black Stallion. Looking back, disappointed as I was at not getting a horse, I can admit that it was best that one did not come under my charge then, whatever my parents’ reasoning. By the end of […]
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