I am a videographer in Portland, Oregon with a love for all things horses. Originally from Minnesota, my childhood was spent on racetracks across the Midwest. I am currently training my dream horse with hopes of excelling at dressage and Parelli. I have a Cairn Terrier, Ellie, and an old cat named Winston. I am fortunate to have a pretty nice boyfriend who understands and supports my love of horses. My blog helps keep a record of my successes and failures and helps friends and family enjoy the journey with me.
I have posted before about my dad and being that it is Fathers Day, he is on my mind today. I was his shadow as a little girl. I was a daddy's girl, I can admit it. We both loved our horses and there was no place I would rather be than out in the barn with the horses and my dad. As I grew, he spent less time with us, and more time at the track. My parents relationship suffered, and my mom wanted to do things outside of "horses." He just had no desire to see movies or work around the house or admit he was a middle-aged man with a family. He started having an affair with an exercise rider and things spiraled down from there. My mom found out and he broke things off, but a year later he was back again with another track girl. My mom was devastated when she found out and they soon divorced. My dad wouldn't help me with college, because he was paying $700 a month for this girls apartment. He bought my car from me since trade in was so low and then never paid me. He would claim me on his taxes so I couldn't claim myself. He offered to sell my moms horse, then called to tell her he found it dead in the pasture. We rushed up to say goodbye to Rev, and he told us the rendering truck had already picked him up. To this day, we know he sold him and pocketed the money. I didn't talk to him for 2 years. I started edging back over time, but I always keep him at a distance. My peace has come with accepting him for who he is and choosing to love him anyway. He is a womanizer. He is charming, and people love him and trust him. When he screws them over, somehow they feel bad and make excuses for him. I have done the same thing. I have found a way to forgive him and have a relationship, without having any trust. I see how great his is with Briannah, and I wish he could have been that attentive and caring to me when I was her age. For all the things he has pulled, I love him I choose to remember that dad that I used to follow from stall to stall.