staying grateful

I've been thinking about my life lately. I've known what it is like to have 78 cents to my name and to be Vice President of a newspaper corporation. I owned my own business at age 18 and had 2 more schools of horsemanship through the strange stream that is my past... I had a dangerous wind whip my car and trailer into a long fish tail to jack knife in the mountains north of Santa Fe that scared me so much I vomitted, but nothing was harmed and there were 3 trucks full of men and a winch behind me that pulled my rig out of the ditch. I've been stuck in a deadly snow storm on Interstate 40 with my Mom in a 30 year old pickup truck going 15 miles an hour with ice covered windshield and no visibility - to make it to Santa Rosa and have one motel room left at 3:00 AM and a restaurant still open (!)... I have guardian angels. I have stood beside beloved horses, beloved dogs and even people as they died and was honored to stand by them. The first time I rode a Harley, I rode it from Las Cruces NM to Roswell, through the mountains of Ruidoso in December with ice on the roads... with my legs so frozen that I fell over each time I stopped! I want to publicly thank my guardian angels - for these and SO much more!