Last weekend my husband took our family horseback riding as
a gift for my birthday. As long as I can
remember, horses have been a source of relaxation for me. I think it has
something to do with their gentle power. There is something about the kindness
in their eyes that melts my heart. Climbing on a horse takes me to another
place. It has been so long since I have ridden, so this was the perfect gift!
Since our move to Texas, I have promised the boys that we
would take them riding, so they were both excited. Neither one of them had ever
been on a horse, so this was going to be quite an adventure. I figured Hunter
was going to be a nervous wreck. Because of his Aspergers, any change is
difficult for him and the unknown is even worse, so I wasn’t sure what was
coming.
When we arrived at the stables, the guys working there
helped each of us saddle up on the appropriate horse. Grant (non-aspie and 8
years-old) was the first to get on his horse. The horse's name was Texas. He was
a large, brown, beautiful horse. Grant acted like he had been on a horse a
million times. He looked so comfortable. He seemed to instinctively know what
to do. I have to say that it warmed this mom’s heart.
The guys gave me a beautiful horse by the name of Poppy.
Poppy was an eater. She would eat the grass and plants and leaves off the
tree, so while watching over everyone as they mounted their horses, I was
struggling with her a bit, but man was she fun!
Hunter (12 year-old aspie) was next. His horse was named
Cookie. Cookie was a black and white spotted horse. It was the one both boys
wanted, so he was pretty excited to get to ride him. Hunter had not been
nervous all day (much to my surprise), but while we had been waiting for our
horses, he seemed to get more and more nervous by the minute. I was really
nervous to see how he would react. I was praying for no meltdowns. When it was
his turn, my boy climbed on that horse like it was nothing….and I breathed a
sigh of relief.
Jeff was next. I think he got the oldest horse they had!! The
horse’s name was Blazer. We were all chuckling. Somehow, Hunter and Grant got the
young, spry horses, and Jeff got the one who had been around the block a few
times! It made for a great laugh.
We took a trail ride, and we were with several other
families. Grant was so ready to go that he ended up with another family at the
front of the group. I ended up few people back from him, and Hunter and Jeff
(with his very slow horse) ended up at the back of the pack.
The trail ride was beautiful. It could not have been a more
perfect fall day. It had rained right before our ride, so the greenery looked
fresh and beautiful. It was a late afternoon ride, so the sun was starting to
go down. The lakes we passed had that beautiful evening glow from the setting
sun. Grant would turn around every once in a while to point out a cactus or a
deer in the woods. I had to keep reminding him to HOLD ON with both hands because
he was getting so excited.
At one point, we had
to go through a gate, so I trotted Poppy up to Grant to help him guide
Texas. We both made it through just fine, so I turned around to check on Jeff
and Hunter. I was amazed at what I found. Hunter was smiling! I mean really
smiling!! I mean that innocent, childlike, nothing like it smile!! Of course
I’ve seen it before, but it has been so long! It was before our move to Texas
away from family, friends, and familiarity.
It was before these horrible thing called hormones invaded his body. It
was before those hormones mixed with Asperger’s Syndrome making life so confusing
for him and such turmoil for all of us. I teared up! I breathed! I smiled. Unlike
the gentleness in the eyes of those horses, Hunter’s eyes, so many times have
fear and confusion and anger. For that hour long ride, his eyes too had a
gentleness in them, a kindness to them. It was an amazing transformation!
When the ride was over, Grant could not wipe the smile off
his face. He was so excited! He just kept asking if we could do this again.
Hunter had a different reaction. He walked around to each of the horses and pet
them and stared into their eyes. The horses stared back. He seemed changed in
that moment.
When we got in the car, Grant said what an amazing time he
had and asked how soon we could do it again. Hunter said something even more
amazing, “I loved that more than Minecraft!” Jeff and I looked at each other
with our mouths wide open, as I said, “I’m so glad buddy!! We will have to do
this again very soon!"
What an amazing day!!!
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