Love, kidney failure and a broken heart



-Dedicated to Spook and my determined riding career that will lead me

to the Olympics



After eleven years of life and a year of living with kidney failure,

Spook passed away.



Our paths first crossed on a frigid cold day. He was two and I was

only twelve years old. Who knew that the next decade together would

change my life forever; all because of this young white and chestnut

painted foal with a… Continue