This Mother's Day Tribute is from Equestrian Mom's daughter, Ali.
I don't know where to start with a tribute to my mom. She's been there for every up and down. If she wasn't there in person, she was a quick phone call away.
I remember when I was very little, probably 3 or 4 years old, when I had a "serious" conversation with my mom about riding horses. We were at my grandmother's house in Minnesota for some vacation or holiday, and she was tucking me into bed. She would tell me different stories to get me to fall asleep. This memory, though, sticks out as the first time I realized that *I* could maybe ride horses.
I'm sure my mom told me the same stories about growing up on a farm all the time - there was the time the fire department was accidentally called - but I only wanted to hear about the horse stories. I remember my mom telling the story about how they would ride around the fields (which have now been developed) and asking my mom if I could ride too.
I remember there being a pause, and being so young, I might be filling in the blanks a little bit now. When I look back, I see a look of bewilderment on my mom's face. I'm sure she thought that maybe I would want to ride with all the storytelling, but didn't have the slightest idea of where to start since her family no longer had a farm let alone horses. We got back to Florida, where we were living at the time, and she found a barn a few miles from the house in downtown Gainesville. The rest, as they say, is history!
Once I was into horses, I was hooked. And I was competitive. My mom was there from my first lesson to my first fall to my first show to jumping to dressage to Pony Club to different trainers to leasing a horse to buying a horse to eventing to the Junior Olympics to National Championships to starting my own equine teaching and training business to the tears as my horse had a career ending injury to me leaving the horse world to my current job to last weekend clinic in northern Minnesota where I could impart all my wisdom on that awesome group of riders.
She's been there through tears (there have been MANY) through wanting to strangle me (I can be quite stubborn) through the triumphs (there have been many of those too) and through the long hauls and quiet barns in the early morning. The list goes on - I haven't even mentioned stall cleaning. She's been there through it all. I
'm still understanding just how much my mom has been there for me, not only in life, but especially in the horse world. She's always been there. THANK YOU MOM. For standing by me when I was at my best, my worst, and my daily. There's no one else I would have wanted by my side. <3 <3 <3