I looked forward to Saturday every week because I loved horses and I loved spending time with my dad, and family is the most important thing to me! As you have already realized, on Saturdays my father took me to horseback riding, I did not like it so much, but afterwards I loved to pet and feed the horses, I loved to hug them! I thought they knew what I was talking about!
But once I came to the lesson I did not see my horse, the instructor said that he was sick and offered to give lessons on another horse. She didn't obey me very much and I didn't feel comfortable with her, so the lesson ended a little early. At the end I went to feed her vegetables but she bit me immediately, it was very painful. I remember that I cried a lot and I was very scared! After that I was afraid of horses and my dad never took me anymore.
But when I was an adult, my friends and I went to a mountain where we could climb to the top on horses. I was hesitant at first, but then one of the horses came up to me and put its head on my shoulder as if to hug me. I remembered those feelings from my childhood, I remembered how great it was to spend time with my father! And I took the risk to get on the horse again, to trust the horse that chose me! It was an incredible emotion, thank God that I can touch such beautiful creatures!

Do you like horses? Are you not afraid of them? Have you ever been horseback riding?