::Mine was my horse::

I was 12 (13/14 in this picture) and she was my first love. White. Pretty. Lovely. 

I came across this picture the other day and I have yet to shake my smile. 

I miss her following me around the field. Nudging me with her head. Sniffing me. I miss riding her. Full blown gallop. Jumping old fallen trees. Swimming. 

Every Moment. Missed. I wish then, I would have known how much I loved her.

Hunter and Jameson loved to see me so young with my horse Tiki. They are my little fans and I love to share my stories. I enjoy seeing my children falling in love with as many things as possible. 

I hope they find that one thing that keeps their childhood alive forever. Mine was my horse.