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December 2020 FRC Member Newsletter

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The Season of Gratitude<br />

Natalie Shembra<br />

In the season of Thanksgiving and the holidays, it’s common to reflect on what we’re thankful<br />

for. Admittedly, I don’t do that enough. Recently, I’ve reflected on what brought me to this<br />

amazing part of horse country – the answer is a horse. Not just any horse – a life-changing<br />

horse.<br />

Having my last childhood horse pass away as a senior in high school, I did not have a horse<br />

through college and grad school. Ever the typical Type A planner, I intended to get out of<br />

school and work for exactly 5 years to save up for a small farm, as I always dreamed of keeping<br />

my horses in my back yard. Life has a funny way of giving you exactly what you want, not<br />

always in the timing you had in mind. Just a few months out of school and not even having<br />

moved to the Greenville area yet for the “big job,” I got a call from a childhood friend who<br />

asked if I wanted her former horse, Paris.<br />

She had been sold to someone in Florida,<br />

and for some reason they wanted to send<br />

her back (I have theories she got injured<br />

and they did not want to deal, but that’s<br />

just my speculation). My friend sent me<br />

two pictures and it was love at first sight<br />

(everyone has a “type” right?!). I dragged<br />

my mom to Beaufort to look at her, and<br />

let’s be honest, I had no idea what I was<br />

doing after 7 years away from horses. Paris seemed kind and was beautiful and also FREE, so<br />

guess who got a horse?!<br />

Fast forward to 6 months of apartment living and paying board at a place that let’s just say,<br />

didn’t meet basic standards, much less mine. So what’s a girl to do? Completely forget the 5<br />

year farm savings plan and buy Paris a farm of course! I’m not sure a bank should have made<br />

that loan to a girl on an entry-level accountant’s salary…. but who needs the AC or heat<br />

turned on?! The poor realtor drove me all over the upstate, but nothing was what I had<br />

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