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My father rode horses all his life. I rode horses until they were taken away. Watching my kids ride horses, even for a day, was magical.

I grew up on a horse farm until my parents got divorced around the age of seven or eight. For a few years of my childhood, I practically lived on the back of a horse, often riding bareback through without any adult supervision. A horse once bolted with me on it, and my father didn’t…

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Seven years of marriage today!

Yesterday was our seventh wedding anniversary. I couldn’t imagine a better day. Best of all, we ended the day in the negative. My anniversary officially kicked off the night before when I arrived home around 11:00 PM from a wedding and discovered that my lawn had been mowed while I was working at a wedding.…

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