Wednesday, September 19, 2012

My Therapist Lives in a Barn


My  horse  is  the  best  therapist  in  the  world.  The  smell  of  horse  breath  and  hay  are  so  comforting  in  times  of  trial.  If  I  am  having  a  rough  day  or  something  tragic  has  happened;  I  can  run  to  him.  I'm  free  to  tell  him  everything,  and  he  won't  tell  anybody.  Prince  will  not  rebuke  or  correct  me,  he  simply  listens.  I'm  so  grateful  to  God  that  I  have  a  horse.  So  having  a  therapist  in  my  backyard  is  very  convenient.
Author: my sister, Victoria


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