"A Dream 40 Years in the Making"
- beckyonyett
- Jan 15, 2024
- 2 min read
Updated: Jan 17, 2024
My Journey to Owning My First Horse"
In the equestrian world, the bond between a rider and their horse is a connection that transcends time. For me, that connection has been a lifelong passion, beginning at the tender age of 4. Fast forward 40 years, and I find myself living the dream I've held onto for decades – the dream of owning my first horse.
A Childhood Infatuation:
My love affair with horses began when I was just a little kid, my eyes wide with wonder at the majestic creatures that roamed in storybooks and on the outskirts of my small town. At the age of 4, I took my first ride, and the die was cast. From that moment on, my life was intertwined with these magnificent animals.
The Journey of a Lifetime:
As the years went by, I dedicated myself to the equestrian lifestyle. I spent countless hours at the stables, honing my riding skills, and building relationships with horses that would leave an indelible mark on my heart. Riding became more than a hobby; it became a part of who I was.
The Long-Awaited Decision:
Despite my lifelong passion for horses, the dream of owning one always seemed just out of reach. Life's responsibilities, career pursuits, and other commitments took precedence. However, as the years rolled on, the longing to have a horse of my own never waned. At 44, I made a decision – it was time to turn my dream into reality.
The Search:
Embarking on the journey to find the perfect horse was both exhilarating and nerve-wracking. I navigated through online listings, visited numerous stables, and met with sellers. Each horse I encountered had its unique personality, and with each visit, my excitement grew. It was a decision not to be taken lightly, but I knew the right horse was out there waiting for me.
A Dream Come True:
After what felt like a lifetime of anticipation, the day finally arrived when I brought home my very own horse. The joy and sense of fulfillment were beyond words. The bond forged over the years with horses had now evolved into a partnership with one special equine companion.
As I stand in the paddock, looking at the horse that represents the culmination of a dream 40 years in the making, I am filled with gratitude. Owning my first horse at 44 is a testament to the enduring nature of dreams. It's a reminder that, no matter how long it takes, the pursuit of what sets your soul on fire is always worth it. Here's to the next chapter of a lifelong love affair with horses – a chapter that includes not just riding, but also the joy of having a four-legged friend to call my own.

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