I write today - One day I will ride.

I love to write. It is molded into who I am and creates comfort when I pick up a pencil or set my fingers on a keyboard. If writing was taken away from me, I would be incomplete. The same goes for horses. I love them. I always have. Having no access to them has caused many hours of pain and longing. I console myself for now waiting for summer. When the snow has melted and the weather becomes more reliable, I will be okay. Because somehow I will find a way to ride again. I have no horses, but I do have hands to write with, so that is what I do. I write today, and one day I will ride.