Little Victories To Most…

I walked off of the cross country course in tears yesterday.  Sweat poured off of my face, and the tears caught into the black mane and glistening neck of my thoroughbred.  I patted him on the neck as they ran from my eyes, not even sure how to process what had just happened.  The tears were so reminiscent of what had happened so many times … Read More Little Victories To Most…