Holiday Season

This has defenitely been a very wonderful season. I always enjoy this time of year, and of all my memories I don't think any are so special as Christmas. There is something that just seems to be great and wonderful. So at first look at this Holiday Season it seemde to be lacking, and dissapointing. I missed wonderful things going on here at home, because i was stuck at school taking finals. Things that are tradition, and that I love, and I just couldn't be there. Soem other things added to my initial dissapointment, but I was wrong. When I sat down to think about it, I could not be happier. Christmas landed on a Sunday this year, and I could not but help think how fitting that really was. The reason that I celebrate Christmas is because of the birth oif Christ. He is the reason for the season, and how fittign for it to land on a Sunday. Sure it was more busy, and a little different in our house as a result, but no less special. My firends and family have all made it worth while. I have had the chance to see very special friends delighted by holiday giving and sharing. I myself have been on the recieving end as well. SOme times it was gifts from friends or their kind words which were just as wonderful. You know who you are if you didnt know then thanks. As the new year comes aroud I have just as much reason to be thankful. I am afraid that there will be no resolutions here, for fear that i would break them. There is so much which we can be happy for and grateful for, and I can think of so many things in which to find happiness in.

Me in the demo

Cav Demo

Happy Holiday Riding

I was recently told once again to write something happy, and I suppose that due to the morbid and depressing nature of my last thing, that I must bow down before this sense of reason. SO here it is. Last Sunday despite the frigide Vermont weather I had so much fun. We had our second annual CAV riding demo. I did my part in a four man riding drill with some of my rook buddies. We have been practicing for weeks and I was suprised at how well it went, and how the timing of all our moves seemed to be right on track. I would have to say that the most fun I had though was riding bareback and paying games that way. we did a kind of jousting. i am sure the few of us who did it looked ridiculous, but it was fen, especially since this was my firstr tiem riding bareback.
I have also had some interesting experiences with one particular horse as of late. which seem to me to be rather amusing. Her name is Stella, and I love to ride her and she has been excellent for me. Except for a few instances. First I was saddling her up and she kicked me. Interestingly enough I was standing on the side of her. I am usually very careful about walking behind a horse, i have seen how powerful their kick is. Well, as I was standing on her side, suddenly her backl leg came forward and kicked me in the upper leg. I was shocked, to be honest ididnt think a horse could do that. Then there was the biting incident. which is most amusing. While saddling her up again, she kept biting me, which is a little abnormal for her, and it really hurt. I have the bite marks to prove it. Well, come tofind out there is a reasonable explanation for her moodiness. Anyway, she is keeping me on my toes. Love you Stella!!!!!!

Death Calls to Us

I hate to write things that seem depressing or morbid, yet I just couldn't help but to write this one, because it hit me like a ton of bricks. I was recently hanging out with some of my rook buddies and we went Friendlys to get some ice-cream. As we were leaving we were all discussing what we were going to do that afternoon. I said that i was thinking of taking a nap since it had been a long week. One of my rook buddies said soemthing to the affect of,"you can sleep when your dead, it may not be to long anyway, since we are probably all goign to Iraq in a few years." I was stunned, and i didn't know what to say to that, but it is often things like that, that get us thinking, and those words kept goign through my head. The reason that they did is because he is probably right, and if not Iraq, then Korea or something like that. While I hope I don't meet with death that soon, I am not afraid. I know that i will see my maker face to face, and spend eternity with him. So knowing this to be the case i will look death straight in the eye,whether it be tomarrow, two years form now, or at the age of 85 on my death bed. Do we live each day like it could be our last? I doubt it. Do we show those we love that we care, and how can we afford to hold grudges or remain angry? How can we live even one moment in our own selfishness? These questions camerushing to me, and serve as a reminder for me as I hope they will for any of you who may read this blog.