10/21/2026
October 21, 2021, Ironman was a 2 year old c**t barely ridden. Can you believe I decided to get on him ba****ck? I had a lot to prove that day. And I did a lot of daring things, things that scare me to death right now. And it’s a mental fight daily.
Satan tried to take me out physically in 1999.
He tried to take me out mentally for about 5 years. Sadly it was my kids teen years. I missed so much.
I came out by the skin of my teeth, barely caught my breath, and then comes 2021. The year I never thought I would survive. But I did. God was my Victor. I owe Him everything.
5 years later, the enemy knocks at my door again. Let’s make her scared of everything. Literally make her think of every worst case scenario about every situation.
But I keep coming back fighting. I’m wounded badly, but I still fight.
I continue to have small victories, but victories nonetheless. I have walked a green horse up and down a hill that has given me PTSD thoughts…even in the dark. I have been riding our stallion in the arena at night, with the lights on, but with the “scary things” lurking in the dark.
I don’t post a lot because there’s that fear or shame that I will fail. I post this today because these pics were a big deal then and a memory I won’t forget.
Keep fighting. Don’t give up.