Mom looked in the rear view mirror, watching carefully to line up with the horse trailer. The day was going well. The tack was in the trailer, clean and ready to go. The dog Rip was as usual in his seat, for he always went where Mom went! Now she only needed now to load up the horse, and she could be on her way to drill team practice.
Several people were already at the fairgrounds when Mom arrived. Unloading Jiggs was no problem. Mom chatted amiably with the other team members as she lifted her saddle up onto the tall, beautiful appaloosa. After double-checking the cinch, Mom prepared to mount. Just as she was swinging up, something scared Jiggs, he bucked, throwing Mom into the air;. She came down hard, slamming her head into the ground. She rolled under the horse trailer, moaned, and went unconscious.
Immediately someone called 9-1-1 and the helicopter was dispatched. The rescue team there in town worked to stabilize her and to prepare her for her for the flight to a hospital two hours away. My dad was called at work and he went straight to the hospital to meet her there.
Mom was unconscious for about four days. While she was in the hospital, two people came once to visit her. Dad came to visit as much he could. That was when I wanted to be there. That was when God sent his angel to sit with her, filling the room with his strength and comfort.
After Mom was able to go home, she began a slow road to recovery. Small tasks became hard. Walking about one block, reading, watching a movie were all difficult, as her ability to concentrate was practically gone. There were many things that had to be relearned – like where she was born. She slept a lot. When Dad called from work to check on her, if she did not answer, he would call a neighbor to check on her. Gradually over the year, she began to concentrate for longer periods of time. After several months, she was able to drive again.
When I was young, I had been on a horse and had ended up on the ground. Mom had been right there, so after checking to make sure I had no serious injuries, she made me get back on the horse. I am so glad that she did, for I would have missed many hours of pleasure. Now, my mom needed to do the same.
After many tears and butterflies, one year after the accident, Mom got back on a horse. One thing that helped her was God’s promise to take care of her. She knew that no matter what happened this time, and the next and the next, God would be with her. In time, she was even able to get back on Jiggs. She did eventually sell him, but I am proud of her for for getting back on him and other horses. I am thankful for our God who gave her the courage, comfort, and confidence to ride again.
Now, on many days you could find my mom confidently backing her horse trailer up, getting ready to load another horse and head for drill team practice. God has given her a horse that she is very comfortable riding, though she cannot ride him all the time. Whether riding her own, or someone else’s horse, she knows that God is riding with her, keeping and protecting.