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…
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