Cows in the mist. The last two days have been so foggy I couldn’t see the trees from my house.
The last four days have been immensely hot. And it’s not supposed to relent all week with temperatures predicted to be in the 100s through Friday. Saturday night (the first day of the heat wave) I went to see Stevie Nicks and Billy Joel at Arrowhead Stadium in Kansas City. They started half an hour late and I wonder if that was to give them a bit of a respite. Before Stevie started her show she reminded everyone to stay hydrated.
Stevie put on a great show and was dressed in her usual flowing attire. She also took a little break between every song and went off stage for a few minutes. And who could blame her?
Billy Joel was fabulous. He went right into each number with a little commentary about most of the songs. He was dressed all in black and wore his jacket throughout the show. He didn’t leave the stage until after Piano Man and then he came back and did a five-song encore. He was visibly tired. And even at 11:00 pm, it was still hot and humid. He was on stage for two hours in that heat. You can tell that he loves what he does.
Stevie Nicks
I have tried many things and loved many of them. The drive was there at the beginning and dwindled so I didn’t stick with them. The one thing that my passion has remained for is the horses. There’s something about them that keeps it going.
I’ve also done many things with them. In my youth, I showed them in western then hunter/jumper events. Then in my 20s, I acquired some of Grandpa’s Quarter Horse racing mares and I bred and raced them for a while. 2012 was the last year that I had a foal at my barn. When his mother (my best mare) died four months after he was born, and I hadn’t been able to get the other mare that I wanted to breed in foal for several years it took the wind out of my sails, and I quit breeding them. Until 2021 when I got Ace to ride, I had only been feeding the horses I had left. And still, everything was always right with the world when I went to the barn.
During those years we’d had a design and travel business, I started and taught the Computer Graphics Technology program at a technical college, I was the executive director of the local health care foundation, and the Oakley Area Tourism Director. All the while being on many boards and working on at least one side hustle. Always with a passion to start that dwindled because I was overwhelmed.
The day Mike was hospitalized for the first time and diagnosed with a rare autoimmune disease in January of 2013 I was applying for the tourism job. I was excited and it quickly turned into a soul-sucking position because of conflict between my boss and the organization where my office was housed. After almost three years in tourism, they decided to combine my position with the museum director’s position. It felt like caring for Mike had become a full-time job by then and I didn’t feel like I could take on yet another one. I quit and started the Touched By A Horse® program. I know this is where I’m meant to be. Throughout my life when I was feeling stressed, I’d go to the barn. Now for the first time in over 30 years, I can look out my windows and see my horses.
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