How I miss it

The sudden rush, the burst of energy and the feeling of flying free! At first at a slow walk but then up ahead is a small stream, what to do? Afraid of water, taking a leap over it coming right back into a steady walk, but then a hill with many rocks. I feel her beating faster for her urge to go, to let the reigns loose from her. And off she goes! First in a cantar but moving quickly into a gallop. The steep incline is over now but not too long to go before I am free once again. galloping beneath the over hanging trees, dodging low branches and moving swiftly around sharp turns, leaping over puddles, feeling free to gallop away from all the horrors of life. My heals are down and my back is straight, telling my horse to go! Go as fast as you can! But nothing ever lasts and soon after I am back on the road again, back in a straight line walking toward the camp where the stable is. I am late for Dinner, but I don't care. I would have missed it altogether if it weren't for such a term as Code Red. I ride her into the arena then taking a nice trot around the ring to settle her down, then going into a steady walk back to a post to tie her up. I slide off the left side, my legs not quite steady. Knowing it is over I unleash her from the rope and walk her into the third stall on the upper level of the barn. I am far too late now.. I want to untack, brush and congradulate her, then setting her free once again into the pasture. But only I will be going through that pasture right now.-heading up a large incline to the Lodge where food awaits me. The freeness has disappeared and the speed will not return until the following year, maybe.... I long for a horse such as herself. Trained inside and out. My friend has done well with her spending days and nights working her to perfection, and perfection has been met.- to my standards. She can run, but knows when to and when not to, she can feel the rush in me wanting to let go for her and going as fast as we can, her technique in running is wonderful, perfect bounce, steady beat, and doesn't walk like a girl showing off her butt (majorly). She does not stand one 3 feet instead of four and she can keep her attention off of flies and such while she has a passenger aboard. The horse I long to have! I wish to be up in Corry, PA where all the horses are.


Everything else is quite a blur, except Emily and the love I gave to many of my friends. The package I recieved at line call on a tuesday, the excitement and joy that entered my day immediantly. The concerned staff member who thought I went insane, the camper who thought I should get a paper bag and the friends who were sitting beside me laughing! Laughing because they have never seen someone so happy to revieve mail and the fact that I was about to fall out of my chair. I miss my Emily and Katie very much. I miss my Amy, Gina, and Jen R. also very much. I wish I could spend more time with all of them getting to know each one better as well as growing in my relationship with God. Being amongst people who share the same belief. Being around people who love you for who you are and aren't afraid to show affection. Aren't afraid to say the wrong thing and are quite happy to be with you.