I had another lesson on Mags yesterday. My father didn’t want to let me stay at the stables after I fed the horses, but my best friend Julie came to the stables right when he was about to make me go into the car. So while I pretended to finish cleaning Mags’s stall, Julie told my father that the horse needed good exercise and nobody else would ride her tonight anyway. So he gave up and left with my younger sister.
We walked over poles. We trotted around barrels. We cantered and walked backwards. We both had fun.
I was actually happy. Man, I wish I could feel the same when I’m at home. With my family.
I just hope it gets better. I really do.