Officially I don't consider myself a packrat, but over the years I have saved a few things. My 2013 resolution was to part ways with some earthly wares. I have been successful in many ways, but today I got sentimental and hit a road block. I was readying things to sell from my tack box when I found the things I kept from my passed life that will stay with me forever... My first saddle purchased from a wonderful woman that took pity on a 11 year old with not enough money; the 30 year old 'white' cooler that I turned pink by washing it with a red blanket and embarrassed my poor bay horse that stayed with my for 25 years; a brush from my mother's Morgan mare; gift of homemade chaps ; the foal halters my babies came home in and my bitless bridle, that transformed my riding relationship with a horse that didn't know the meaning of partnership a year before. Memories wrapped in memories are staying at the bottom of an old blue Army trunk.

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