As an oncology nurse during the day, I am humbled by every patient I take care of. They remind me that my trivial twenty-something problems aren’t that big of a deal because well, they have cancer and they still manage to laugh with their families and even get out of bed in the morning and get dressed. Which I’m not sure you could con me into doing if I had cancer but that’s neither here nor there.
But as a normal human being by night, there are some moments in life that just make you think: “Whoa, my life is pretty special.”
On Monday night, I had one of those moments. And it wasn’t from a patient, it wasn’t a gorgeous sunset, it wasn’t dressed in a designer gown looking perfect, and it wasn’t anything drastic like jumping out of an airplane.
It happened while I was in my crummiest sweatpants, with my hair in a sloppy bun and no make up post workout in a dark quiet barn with ponies happily munching on their hay.
My horse rested her head on my shoulder and fell asleep for a couple of minutes. And while I was trying my best to be still as to not disturb the mare, I decided to hit pause on my life for a second.
I had a 1,200 lb beast resting her head on my shoulder. I didn’t ask her to. I didn’t bribe her with treats or grain. I was just standing there with my back towards her and she chose to walk over to me. She chose to put her (heavy) chin on my shoulder. And the mare who usually only has one speed (mach 5), chose to rest on me, a human, for a couple of minutes.
Not everyone gets to experience that in their life time. Not everyone even gets to touch a horse in their lifetime. And not everyone gets to know what it’s like to be trusted by one of these creatures.
But we do, horse junkies. And for that, I say we’re pretty darn lucky. So whatever happens to you today (you back into a car, you forget your lunch, someone is a real jerk at work, yes this may or may not describe a typical day for me), I hope you remember and smile to yourself, because you have a horse in your life.
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