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RE: [RC] [RC] NOT Married because of horses... - heidiYou may find your perfect match one day, and I'm sure you won't accept less! A friend of mine, who got her first horse at age 40, took riding lessons, and ended up being able to ride that horse (a QH/TB cross) on mountain trails by herself, she just loved that horse so much. She had been divorced for many years, and met a really nice man -- who was not into horses, at all. She said he might be interested in marrying her (gee), but wanted her to "get rid of the horse." Another friend of hers said, well if he's the perfect man, why don't you just sell your horse, and make him happy? Gotta tell a story here about my parents, who had about the closest thing to a perfect marriage that two human beings could have, and who were still madly in love on their 66th wedding anniversary, the day my Dad passed away. Dad was the horsey one--Mom couldn't have cared less about horses. But she cared about my Dad, and knew how much ranching and horses and out-of-doors stuff meant to him, so she supported him in that, just as he supported her in activities that weren't his bag. He didn't take up endurance until he was 60, and he competed off and on for about a decade. The goal of completing the rides were what got him out riding--which he needed for both his mental and physical well-being. We had a lady that we sold a young horse to and then boarded him at our place in exchange for doing chores part of the time. She and Dad would take off and go riding--he'd make time in his schedule, usually a couple of weekday afternoons a week, and he'd come home and the two of them would load up and head to the hills for a conditionin g ride. Now, if you knew my Dad, you know he never so much as looked sideways at another woman--he was just that kind of a guy. But we had this really nosey neighbor who would peer out her upstairs window and watch this departing a couple of times a week of Dad and this other woman, with truck and horsetrailer. One day she accosted my mother and asked her if she knew that my father was meeting up with this "other woman" on these weekday expeditions. My mother really worried when he rode alone--she just grinned a great big grin and replied, "Oh, YES! Isn't it WONDERFUL?" She attended all but one or two of his rides, made sure he had food ready and such, and was his biggest fan. He in turn was her biggest fan when she flew back East as a delegate to history and archives meetings and such. You don't have to always share the same interests--you just have to really care about the other person and make room in your life for what floats their boat. Heidi =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Ridecamp is a service of Endurance Net, http://www.endurance.net. Information, Policy, Disclaimer: http://www.endurance.net/Ridecamp Subscribe/Unsubscribe http://www.endurance.net/ridecamp/logon.asp Ride Long and Ride Safe!! =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
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