Born equestrian

 Dearest you,There are few things in life I have ever been fond of, this here is my most unsafe sport. I say unsafe because when you get on a saddle, let’s just hope you et your Scarlett are at one with each other.
I have fallen off a few saddles et at times  it’s almost impossible to not sit by a horse et not be afraid.
Truth it is.
Fear can debilitate you if you let it, they say. Mine did. But with time et loosing my forever horse I stayed off the saddle. For too long, Merde tout.  Tranquility for me isn’t looking a horse in its eye, rather looking at the many  races she hath trained for to loose et tire herself. I find that the most courageous of things. I would unsafely dare myself over et over when I were single et not married,
with children. To ride as many horses randomly, some were old tired et dangerous in their pursuit to stay alive.Being a mother keeps me away from many white lines. Because I’m selfless et fully concentrated on the task, so much so that I live many bridges  et miles away from the real world. Tough one, but sensible, especially if you don’t wanna repeat the pains of your erreurs des parents. Tomorrow I get back on the saddle. Et I will not think of the fears but rather be a fearless equestrian. Because An older wiser man once said,  “darling child if you live your life rightly once is enough.”I hope so, for the sake of all of you, all of my readers, my loathers, my woes et my foes, I hope that you live your life as rightly as my dear papa said too.  Oui I’m up reading emails. I feel as if I never respond to anyone et sometimes you ought too.la vérité c’est.Bonsoir,RS