W. C. Fields once said, "This old world is a very tough place, and you're darn lucky if you can get out of it alive." And this world IS a very tough place, indeed. We ALL have tough challenges. Tough challenges need tough faith, in however one believes. Often it is easier said than done. I tend to take a deep breath and PLUNGE forth. Sometimes I've PLUNGED BACKWARDS though, but sometimes, the plunge forth is sweet, oh, so amazingly sweet.
My last horse, Patches, was a foal in dire need of being rescued when he came into my life. How he came into my life is quite a story too, for a later blog. In the late 1980's following spine surgery...I had to learn to walk again for the second time, but was darn grateful I could. Still there were complications, so I traveled to Johns-Hopkins to see the world renown Dr. Kopits, who devoted his career to Little People. That I got to see him at all was the result of a plunge I made. Due to the severity of my condition, he asked if I could move to Baltimore. "Yes, of course! I will go to my money tree! No problem!" I reminded him I came with a horse and cat package.😏 Financially, there was just no way. Impossible.
After I returned to Kentucky, I had this idea, but shoved it away. Everything could go wrong. Yet the idea persisted. I would ride Patches 10 miles, involve the media, and seek pledges for each mile. If I plunged BACK trying this, the media would be right there to show it, so I HAD to shove the crazy idea aside.
Then I was given a nudge. More like a huge SHOVE.😮 I was moving Patches from one farm to one closer to my home. One day, leaving the farm I had him at, it suddenly came to me out of nowhere, to clock the miles from one farm to the other. I did. The distance...was...EXACTLY...10...MILES!
I took a deep breath, and PLUNGED forth.
My next blog will share what happened next...😉
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