This post is for Roxy.
Anyone who knows me will know about Roxy, but for those who don’t, she was my mentor, best friend and most cherished love.
Before knowing her, I was lost in a part of the world I didn’t belong in. Growing up in the suburbs, I never felt at home but never knew of anything else. Thankfully I have a Mum who loved horses with all her heart and so, when I was 11 years old, she introduced me to my new best friend.
Roxy was about 18 years old and had done her share of moving around and so didn’t care much for me at the start. As time went on I learnt how to listen to what she was teaching me rather than human teachers. Eventually she began to love me as much as I loved her. A horse that would run around the whole paddock to avoid us trying to catch her would instead run to me when she saw me. She was a true love, and I trusted her with my life.
I will never forget flying through the paddocks with Roxy without a saddle or bridle, both of us completely free and happy, and I can’t wait to fly with her again some day.
In the four years that I was lucky enough to have her in my life, my entire perspective evolved and turned me into the person I have been ever since, and always will be. I find love, happiness, strength, wisdom, peace and courage in the world that Roxy showed me, in the home she loved,