Watched footage of riding a couple years ago. He moved me. The horse moved my soul. I knew, I could not stay where I was and keep him in my life. I had to grow, I had to rise up, to overcome. In the end, I suppose the horse is a metaphor representing life. When I had to push to through, and not stop ever. For if I stopped ridding the horse, I would have stopped living life.
~Sallie Stewart
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