• This photo takes me back to a tender beginning.

      I’m sitting behind my sister, trusting the horse beneath us, while my older cousin Bonita holds the reins and helps us feel safe. I didn’t know then how deeply horses would continue to shape my life.

      Looking at this little girl, I can feel her wonder. Her courage. Her quiet willingness to be carried by something larger than herself.

      So much life has happened since this moment. So much growing, grieving, healing, and remembering.

      And yet, the thread has always been there.

      The horses were already calling me home.

      Whenever I doubt how far I can go, I look back and remember how far I have come—and how faithfully Life has been guiding me all along.

      Heart
      Victoria
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