I Do

Do you know what it’s like to wake up in the morning, rain or shine, and  be thankful for a life you love? To jump out of bed happy to face what ever challenges the day will throws at you. 

Do you know what it’s like to be doing all day exactly what you wanted to be doing since you were little? To be the very thing you answered when grown ups asked you: What do you to be when you grow up? 

Do you know what’s it’s like to have people pay you to do what you would for free just because it makes you so happy?

Do you know what it’s like to crawl into bed at the end of the day so tired and satisfied that sleep envelopes you like a warm soft blanket? To sleep blissfully knowing tomorrow will be full of joy again?

I do. 

So, that might help explain why I miss the things I do so much. It’s hard to not look back to times with so much joy in them, to not want that life back. Just a little grief talking today. 


6 responses to “I Do

  1. Write those wonderful memories down and always be able to relive them later in life. I know you are thankful every day for life just as I am, I went through breast cancer last year and now getting ready for back surgery and praying there is not cancer with the pain I am having in the back. Hang in there. Keep writing I really enjoy your thoughts.

  2. JoAnn Marshall

    Beautiful horse. Do what makes you happy. We only live once. Figure out a way. God will provide! God Bless!

  3. The memories can bring you almost as much joy…..relive that ride with a good horse and dog. Don’t think about what you can’t do think about what you DID! Sending good thoughts and prayers on the wind…from North California. Cindy Quigley

  4. Awww I love that photo!
    There has to be a way to at least get you back in the saddle.

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