My husband asked me a few weeks ago, why I love horses so much? 


And the first thought in my mind was how can you NOT love horses. 


But after a few moments, I was able to sit down and really think and absorb his question. I really did not know how to put my feelings towards these beautiful creatures into words. They are majestic, enduring, loving, and always changing. 


I started loving this animal when I was a very little girl. I always knew that I had a connection with horses- that I could almost understand them immediately. I was blessed to be able to get my own horse many years ago, Rembrandt. At first, I was upset to have him because I wanted a full black horse but instead I got a white and black paint. Little did I know at the time, that Remmers (As I call him) would bring me the greatest joy. 


To take a step back..


At the time I got Remmers, I was going through the biggest heart break a young girl could go through. My parent's divorce and having to deal with the idea that my family was broken. I had to face the fact that my relationship with my father would never be the same which shattered me. I was a lost, lonely, and depressed young girl. I had no body to turn to until I met Rembrandt. 


My horse, Remmers, was a young and crazy horse. He had a lot to learn and so did I. He challenged me everyday with his stubbornness and resistance. I realized early on that he wanted nothing to do with listening to a young girl that was so lost. He needed somebody strong and loving to show him how to learn more. I desperately wanted that connection with him so I started learning from other trainers, watching T.V. shows, and reading articles just trying to figure out how to connect with him. 


I learned that what he needed from me was so simple...trust. He didn't know how to trust me because I didn't even know who I was anymore. I didn't even know how to breathe some days with all the pain I had gone through and my horse knew that the first moment I was around him. 


Remmers and I began a journey of learning from each other. I began taking risks with him and pushing him to learn new things and slowing day by day he began to trust me. I began to feel confident in my ability to just interact with horses so he began to trust me. The next thing I knew we had an incredible relationship based on trust and his respect for me. And I felt strong again as a young girl. 


Some people might find this story silly and it might not make any sense....


but your missing it. 


You have to understand that my horse is the one and the only one that gave me the strength to overcome my depression. My horse inspired me to keep learning and exploring into new possibilities and never give up on my dreams.


Rembrandt gave me my life back. 


He gave me joy, which is the biggest blessing a broken little girl could have ever asked for. 




I know now that my Savior reached through my horse. I know today that God spoke to me and comforted me through my horse because that was the only way to reach me at the point in my life. God did everything in His power to rescue me through my majestic Remmers. He gave me this gift and talent to work with horses and love EVERY minute of it. God gave me the desire to work with horses forever. 


It's my passion, the thing that makes my heart race, the thing in this world where I feel complete, the place where I want to be till the day I day, and the dream to teach others about this wonderful animal. 


So how could I not love horses? 


Now that seems like the silly question to me.