I shared this story in 2008, but I just had to add this horse to my treasures. I don't even know where the horse came from. I assume from my parents. Can you see a difference in the pictures? Where I'm holding my horsie, he still has a tail and a mane. I assumed that the hair would grow back if I cut it. So sad that it didn't. I felt so bad, that I taped string to the little bit of tail that was left so the he wouldn't feel naked. I was 4...what else would I do?
Of course, the other treasure is the fact that I was chosen by my parents. My parents, Doris and Ray Baker, who are long gone from this earth. I was blessed to have my dad at my wedding. I'm sad my mom wasn't there and sad that neither would meet their grandchildren. But God blessed me with them for a time and I love them so much for their love and their discipline, and even though I wasn't raised in a Christian household, I did get some spiritual teaching that helped me find my way to God and Jesus, where I could find my own faith. Thank You, Lord, for how You guide our lives and bring us to You at the right time.
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