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Every school seemed to have at least one.
The horse-crazy girl.
You know the one. 🙋♀️
She drew horses in the margins of her math notebook.
She spent her allowance on horse books and horse trinkets.
Her bedroom walls were covered with horse posters, and if she wasn’t at the barn, she was daydreaming about being there.
Many girls eventually outgrew the horse-crazy stage and moved on to the boy-crazy stage.
Well…that never happened for me.
At nearly 66 years old, I’m still waiting.
Somewhere along the way, I simply became a horsewoman instead.
And I have a feeling I’m not alone.
More Than Just a Hobby
People often think horses are just another hobby.
Horse people know better.
Being a horse girl wasn’t something we did after school or on weekends.
It became part of who we were. Our unique identity.
Horses taught us responsibility because they depended on us.
They taught us patience because they rarely worked on our timetable.
They taught us humility because every rider eventually ends up sitting in the dirt wondering exactly what just happened.
Those aren’t just riding lessons.
They’re life lessons.
The Barn Was Our Happy Place
Long before mindfulness apps, wellness retreats, and digital detoxes, we had the barn.
The smell of fresh hay.
The sound of horses munching grain.
Leather tack hanging on pegs.
Dust floating through the sunlight.
There were stalls to clean, bridles to polish, fences to repair, and horses waiting for dinner.
Oddly enough, none of it felt like work.
The moment we walked through those barn doors, the rest of the world seemed to disappear.
Looking back, I think we found peace there long before anyone called it self-care.
Horse Girls Grow Into Horsewomen
Something interesting happens over the years.
The horse-crazy girls grow up.
They become horsewomen.
The excitement never really leaves.
We still slow the car when there’s a horse in a field.
We still smile when we hear hoofbeats.
We still love the smell of leather and fresh-cut hay.
The only difference is that now we know how much a farrier, veterinarian, and bale of hay cost!
Independence Comes With Muddy Boots
Horsewomen tend to be remarkably capable.
When you’ve learned to catch a thousand-pound animal in a pasture, load hay into a truck, lift feed bags, clean stalls, and figure out what to do when something unexpected happens on the trail, everyday problems don’t seem quite so overwhelming.
Nobody hands horse people a manual.
You simply learn to deal with whatever the day brings.
Looking back, I think horses quietly taught many of us to become independent women.
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We Learned That Falling Isn’t Failing
Every rider falls off eventually.
If you haven’t, you probably haven’t ridden enough.
The important lesson was never the fall.
It was climbing back into the saddle.
Life has a funny way of working the same way.
Plans fall apart.
Jobs end.
Relationships change. And end.
Dreams get delayed.
Horsewomen understand that falling isn’t failing.
You dust yourself off, adjust your helmet, and keep going.
We Never Really Outgrow It
People sometimes ask if I’ve ever outgrown horses.
I always smile.
How do you outgrow something that helped shape the person you became?
You may ride less.
Life gets busier.
Years may pass between rides.
But all it takes is the smell of a barn, the sight of a horse grazing in a pasture, or the sound of hoofbeats on a trail.
Suddenly you’re that horse-crazy girl all over again.
The Horse Girls Were Right All Along
Looking back, I don’t think us horse-crazy girls were obsessed.
I think we were fortunate.
Fortunate enough to discover a passion that taught us responsibility, resilience, confidence, patience, and independence.
Us horse-crazy girls grew into horsewomen.
And somewhere along the way, the horses helped shape the women we became.
Maybe us horse girls were right all along.
Giddy up!
Happy Cowgirl Monday!
Published by Cheryl @ The Lifestyle Digs on August 10, 2026.
