Mmm. This beautiful young lady. This is one of my dearest friends, y'all. I can't remember a time when I didn't know her. She is the...

There is nothing sweeter than the innocent, fresh, playful and imaginative being called a little girl. Combine that with an equine baby...

Becoming Brave No. 12 Breaking Free In closing I will tell you a recent story. It's a story of finding freedom. I haven't been afraid of...

Becoming Brave No. 11 My Silent Fortress Bo is a beautiful piece of my life. But only a piece. There is another piece, a very important...

Meet Jim and Gunner, the happy boys of the Stoneking family. If they are not grazing on their beautiful hillside, you can find them under...

Becoming Brave No. 10 Let Laughter Be Our Anthem Out in the middle of the forest, the only sounds are the birds and the crunching of...

Becoming Brave No. 9 Through Trust and Tears I balled my fist. Pull it together, Sarah. I knew the tears were ridiculous but that didn't...

Becoming Brave No. 8 Summer Dreams Once it was just Bo and I. Before any other horses we would go out and ride alone. It was mid-summer...

Becoming Brave No. 7 Scars I waited until after the surgery to see him. Slinking into the extremely clean, white stall his sad, droopy...

June 15, 2020 Meet little Sera, the newest member of the Pacific Crest Sporthorse and Porterfield family. Her proud owner, Kathy...

She's my best friend. He's my brother. You can't imagine all the dreams, heart and love that went into this day. Sianna fell in love with...

Becoming Brave No. 6 To Save a Life It was my third ride. We made the twenty-five minute drive once a day to feed Bo, clean his stall,...

I'm going to give you a little caveat. I'd been dreaming of New York since I was a young girl. Seeing a Broadway play on Broadway has...

Becoming Brave No. 5 To Find a Name One week later and I was slipping the bright green halter over his head, slipping him a carrot, and...

Becoming Brave No. 4 The Interview My mom and I spent a lot of time on DreamHorse. If you aren't familiar with that website... man,...

No.2 The Journal Every day I was in Africa I forced myself to write something. I say forced, because when you are literally on the other...

Sianna Renae I remember sitting in an apartment in Delaware, the day before we were going to New York City. It was a quiet day, we had...

Becoming Brave No. 3 Breakthrough "We have a surprise for you," I still remember sitting on the stairs as my parents grinned. "You're...

No. 1 All My Love From Africa Hi guys :) The following blog was actually written nearly two years ago, on a patio in Ishaka, Uganda, with...

Becoming Brave No. 2 "When You Fall..." Sitting high on top of the pinto I clutched the saddle horn nervously. "Aunt M, I really don't...