getting back on the horse

I was terrified of horses when I was a child, yet when my parents decided to separate, they enrolled my sister and I in equestrian camp to take our minds off the domestic situation.  I think I was six or seven, and I spent most of my time indoors, drawing the massive beasts I was too afraid to ride.  A few years later, my grandfather began to take us riding as a special treat (followed by a stop at Dairy Queen) and when I spent a semester in England during college, we actually went...