Wednesday, March 26, 2008

CrushMyHeart

It seem a bit ironic that my first post here was on the fact that one little bitty act of random kindness can totally change the course of someone's day.
Well, I am here to tell you that this street goes both ways.<------>
Today, the day was going just peachy. I overslept, found out the class I slept through was canceled anyway, got some delicious Starbucks, had some nice comments left for me on Facebook and then

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All of a sudden I'm blindsided by a heart breaker. Now I am no stranger to heart break, however I usually see it coming (albeit the fact that I ignore it). This time it was a complete shocker to my little ticker.

Background Info: I am passionate about, as in completely lovingly obsessed with, horses and the equine world. After being in 4-H for three years I decided to become an adviser.

Back to my story: I received an e-mail from my head 4-H adviser telling me her and the two other advisers discussed me becoming a junior adviser and decided that despite my "lack of knowledge about horses", my great personality will make up for it and they are going to let me advise.

Definition of LACK: deficiency or absence of something needed, desirable, or customary

Lack? Really? I suppose the fact that since I learned the word horse I haven't gone a single day without saying it or at least thinking about it means NOTHING.

If you know me,
you know about my horse, Chester ---->
I read extensively about horses.
The horse forum I post on is like a holy place to me.
I have shown horses.
Taken riding lessons.
Worked at top boarding facilities just to be near horses.
Worked for lessons.
Packed up carrots and walked to random fields to feed horses.
In other words, I'm passionate about horses.


Definition of PASSION: any powerful or compelling emotion or feeling, strong amorous feeling or desire, ardor, an abandoned display of emotion

Granted, I would never dare claim expertise in the equine field. I am not an expert, not even close. At the same time, however, I'm no newbie. Especially since coming to college and being forced to be away from the physical presence of my horse , I have immersed myself in horse culture online and thirst for as much knowledge and as many perspectives as I can get. Since kindergarten I will read anything with the word horse on it and I have.
I suppose you could liken my situation to that of NBA star LeBron James. {{Note I said liken, not compare.}} I'm no superstar but just like LBJ, I think I am getting the short end of the stick here for not having the years that other people have. So I was only in 4-H for 3 years...lets see what I have to show for it:
Year One: Unable to ride due to broken leg for majority of summer, receive A grades on all books taken, achieved teaching an unloadable Thoroughbred to walk onto a horse trailer

Year Two: Brought my Thoroughbred to fair, high average on grade day, sacrificed easy competition of 1st year status to compete against my age group which is the most competitive and experienced, placed in 3 championship classes and many fun classes

Year Three: Showed 4 times before fair and placed at every show, brought two horses to fair (something most people never can handle), placed in 10 Championship classes, Received Outstanding Horse Member Award, placed in fun shows

The second horse I brought was one whose owner claimed she would never imagine letting anyone else ride but myself and her.
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Hmmmm...seems like my progress went pretty well to me. That, I suppose, is all that matter in the end.
Those who mind, don't matter.
Those who matter, don't mind.
-Dr. Suess

So, to conclude...which I need to do because I am ranting, my adviser hurt me. Badly. To be able to tell someone who truly loves something and is dedicated to it, that they "lack knowledge" just because you want to compare them to yourself or to people with 50 years more experience, is cruel.
The pen is mightier than the sword
Edward Bulwer-Lytton
I agree. I felt those words pierce my heart in a way a sword never could. It will take me a while but I'll definitely get over what she said because I have a strong foundation where I can be confident in myself and my abilities. Still, that scar will always be there.

Words can hurt people, so please think before you speak. And I think next time I see Chester, I'm going to have to give him an extra special hug for never judging my skill or knowledge, but for loving me and knowing my heart.




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