In My Own Shoes: Nancy’s ‘Wheels have NOT come off’

Iwas a bit nervous about making the long drive, probably because I didn’t know what I’d find when I arrived.

I hadn’t seen my cousin, Nancy, for over a year, and one of her sisters had emailed that she had since been diagnosed with a cognitive issue. That can take so many forms, so I wondered if Nancy and I would be able to share the kind of “good visit” we always had previously.

The thought that Nancy could be infirm at all seemed incongruous to me. She was a strong, independent horsewoman and an accomplished one at that. She had first climbed into the saddle at age three, and now, well into her 80s, she was still spending the winter months in the Ocala, Florida Equestrian community riding. So strong and committed to the sport was she that Nancy had her own horse sent ahead to Ocala fro