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Chosen by a Horse: A Memoir
This book was recommended to me by Joanne at Whole Latte Life. I ordered and received it a few weeks ago and read it in one day. It was one of those that captures and keeps your interest. At least, it captured mine. I couldn't put it down until it was done--having to take frequent blink breaks to keep my eyes moist.
Personally, I'm drawn to non-fiction, memoir--especially about women and horses. They're hard to find, (I showcased Kimberly Verhine's short-story The Blue Hour Before Sunrise this month)--if you know of any more--please comment on this blog post and share it with us.
Richard's memoir, Chosen By a Horse, captures her coming into her forties--a failed marriage, career changes, and coming to terms with having watched her mother die at a very young age and then being shifted around between family members. She has lived her life keeping people and relationships and love at arm's distance.
Unexpectedly, as she was not a person with a heart to rescue horses, per se, she finds herself responding to a call for just that--the rescue of a number of malnourished mares and foals. She adopts Lay Me Down, a gentle, trusting, permanently lame mare, and her baby, from the twenty the SPCA has rescued.
From that point forward she is stretched beyond her comfort zone, giving more and more of her love and devotion to an animal who may die and leave her grieving, as her mother had done when she was a young girl.
Through the experience, she also gathers up courage to give dating and the possibility of romanatic love another chance. Her memoir takes us through those first awkward, icky steps of the dating "game"--which she makes seem pretty funny. (You've got to feel a little sorry for whoever "Hank" really is--the allergic-to-all-animals-including-horses, hates-to-read-books, eats-your-dinner-before-you-do nightmare of a guy).
Whether or not you're a horse person, you'll probably love this book. It's mostly a book about taking chances after you've been hurt, and possibly and probably being hurt again and again, as part of really living.