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A year ago, I wrote about my
friend’s mother’s funeral
(http://www.myhorse.com/blogs/maureen_gallatin/may_2008/index.aspx), and
mentioned the bouquets of mountain laurel. This past week, as the mountain
laurel was in full bloom, I called Hatsie to tell her I was thinking of her and
her mom, Rose. What I didn’t tell you last year was that the mountain laurel
about covered the altar, lovingly arranged in plastic containers of all types —
from wastepaper baskets to Tupperware pitchers. While initially, you might
think, “How tacky!”, the effect was both authentic and beautiful.
As we talked, I said that I wished
we had taken a photo, but then we commented that we have an image in a safe
place — in our minds. We can share it from there just as if we were looking at a
piece of paper.
Rose was an adventurer, a horseman
of the type that only shows up once in your lifetime, and was characterized by a
hardy grace. A cousin shared that from Rose he learned to “get on, hold on, and
go on,” and if you could hear the hair-raising tales of her blazing trails
through the North Carolina back country, you’d know he was right. You can’t
capture that in a photo — except in your head.
I’m appreciative of long-time
friends. Gail and I have stayed friends over a span of about 20 years. This past
year, Gail’s old mare Vinaigrette (a favorite of mine) passed away. Gail felt
rather than buy a perfect horse, she’d find one that needed another chance at
life. So she adopted an off-the-track Thoroughbred mare to go along with the
other Thoroughbred mare they had adopted.
Gail and her husband (a novice
horseman) both work full-time jobs, have a son who is a senior in high school
and plays sports, and twice a day take care of the horses that are boarded about
15 minutes from home. Riding isn’t particularly rewarding at this stage, since
the two horses are bonded to each other, and neither one is well-enough trained
to have great emotional control. (I’m sure you get the picture.)
Nonetheless, they ride every day. I
asked Gail how she does it. She said she never asks the question, “Are we going
to ride today?” She just assumes they are. She said that if she asked the
question, there would be too many days she’d have some excuse. She knows that
making progress with these two young mares requires consistency, and if she
wants to make a difference in their lives, she has to stick with it.
I’ve also been impressed (as you
know if you’ve been reading this blog for long) by the trainers who have taken
the Extreme Mustang Makeover challenge (see
http://www.myhorse.com/blogs/maureen_gallatin/september_2008/index.aspx). These
horsemen (not all professionals) take a wild Mustang home and 100 days later
compete to see who has done the most thorough training. It’s an exciting
competition to watch, and really inspiring to talk to the trainers. For many of
them, this was a life-changing event.
One trainer, Byron Hogan, was being
interviewed on his way out of the arena. He said that six weeks earlier, he was
ready to bring the horse back and to tell the organizers that the horse would
never be safe. And then he remembered all the people who had never given up on
him, so he knew he couldn’t give up on this horse. He didn’t, and he won second
place in his division.
So where are my musings taking me
today? Back to reminding myself of Rose’s advice — to “get on, hold on, and go
on.” And to keep on going on. To show up, and stick with it. The journey is
worth the effort.
P.S. If you even think you might
like to train a Mustang, head over to the website for the Extreme Mustang
Makeover (http://www.extrememustangmakeover.com/applications.php). There’s still
time to sign up for a competition in Murfreesboro, TN (entries close June 1).
They are selecting 100 trainers for the riding horse category and 25 youth
trainers for the yearling groundwork competition. You don’t have to adopt the
horse that you train. It’s a great opportunity to make a difference in a horse’s
life — and maybe in your own.
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