Enter...Sharon....a tiny blonde pixie of a thing with an infectious laugh and a very twisted sense of humor. Our first,official meeting was casual and light... However the night of the huge barn bon fire changed our relationship. I didn't really know Sharon, in fact I think we only met once or twice in the year that we were at our stable. Anyway, amidst the barbeque grills, beer and horsetalk, one of us said something bizarre and off-color which led to hysteria....Instantly, we both knew that we had a special bond ... The love of horses and the fear of riding! It was different for me, though. The unspoken connection we had there and then was evident to both of us, but my happiness in finding someone just like me who shared the fear, anxiety and desperation to just be able to sit on top of a horse was exhilarating and yea, a bit selfish. I was actually happy to know that someone was actually as crazy as me in every aspect of our lives. We could share one look, whether on horseback, in mixed company, or in conversation, and know what the other was thinking. Those looks always ended up in hysteria! Everyone was supportive and encouraging, but still, they all had perfect seats and no fear. I actually was tired of myself. Tired of watching from the bleachers so to speak...and how long would my encouraging friends put up with my paranoia behind rolled eyes week after week with the same excuses and same patterns? In other words.. I got no better...and eventually my sob story would get old and wear out everyone.
Enter Sharon...
Someone who would sit on the sidelines with me and share my longing to be a blinged out, tight jeaned, boot adored cowgirl that everyone would gape at and say.. wow, they must really be good riders...HAHAHA...Oh how we wanted to be so cool!!!
Someone who would sit with me on the sidelines and poke fun at every rider in the ring... knowing full well that we couldn't do any better... Little did I know that this day marked the beginning of a long and
devoted friendship that would take us to places we never thought we
would go!
Enter Sharon...Someone who did, does and always will wait for me to cowgirl up!

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