My Girls

These are my girls. These are my beautiful and talented girls. They are unique from one another and yet so similar.



One less-than-kind person commented a while back that my horses mean more to me than my daughters. When I watched my girls together today, all I could do was beam with maternal pride and love.



They weren't competing, they weren't being fawned over for individual accomplishments, they were merely being sisters with love, hugs, and laughs that makes my heart nearly burst with pride and happiness.

Some higher power chose the best of me to pass on to them and left the crap on the floor. THANK YOU HIGHER POWER!

Because......... these are my girls.