Big John

I am in love with this horse.  If only I had some land...  He makes me feel like a kid again.  I've been imagining what it would be like to have him and be able to ride.  That warmth and feeling of the gentle giant under you, his sweet smell and the sounds he makes; oh man.  For some reason, I have been thinking about my panic attacks and how difficult those nights are.  How wonderful would it be to go to the barn and put my arms around his giant, fuzzy shoulders and bury my face in his mane.  I can feel the peace God would allow to wash over me.  And my kiddos- how precious to see their tiny bodies riding on top of Big John or being pulled along in the carriage behind him.  So silly of me, I know.  It's just a dream...