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began quilting with ribbons in 2001, when my parents told
me that I needed to take the things in my old room to my
new house. I looked around my former bedroom which was
filled with treasured awards and precious memories of shows
with dear equine and human friends.
So
many competitions were brought immediately to my memory!
I wondered what should be done with all of these priceless
ribbons. How could I leave behind all my dear memories
of my horse Speedy and his many triumphs? I thought of
all those hot summer days spent practicing, late nights
braiding with friends, 4:30 am schooling in empty arenas,
all those falls when I got sand in my pants, and the countless
hours hauling to shows and lessons with my mom and sister.
I recalled the time I beat my
best friend in a ride off (and the times when she beat
me) and we both left the ring crying.
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