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I crave that heady 4 am feeling The whisper of history through aspens  When the fall breezes hit Before it’s time to hit the road again I see the cheap sticky truck stop cafe seats  Where all the songs are written In a ratty fur coat And pink plastic sunglasses The ones with the rhinestones...

Dear Cowgirl,   You’re only a pre-teen, a teenager. A young girl. Please, please do not let others bring you down.   You are at a point in your life when everything in this world can feel like it’s out to get you, like it’s all crashing down.   You are at a point when...

Dear Cowgirl,   This is a letter for the ranch wives.  The ones who can pull a calf and wrangle kids, get rowdy babies saddled up for the day and handle a skittish colt.    For the women who have learned how to feed as the baby steers the truck, and give up on the concept of...

Dear Cowgirl,   Sometimes, when it feels like you are being rejected you are actually being redirected to something better.  Sometimes, you will find peace in sagebrush and dirt instead of the hectic thrills on city streets.  Sometimes, the things that we crave the most in life save us by not coming to fruition because something...

Dear cowgirl, You are made of sagebrush and fire. Big country and blue sky. You live for the long trot and long days. Coming home and pulling off sun hardened underslungs and white dust filled Levi’s. Washing the grit from long hair while thinking. Of that damn black cow. You let get by you and...

Dear Cowgirl,  White lilies don’t grow on stalks of clover.  If someone doesn’t like the real YOU, let them go. It’s okay.   People will laugh.  They will make up things.  They will lie about you.  They will say your dreams are crazy.  They will tell you success is not possible.  They will warn you to...

Dear Cowgirl,  It’s not about the size you wear—it’s about how you wear your size.  I have a belly roll.  You know—one of those triple-threat, show-through-your-tank-top kinda things?   The one that, when you have high-rise pants on it disappears, but when you’re wearing low-rise anything it just… uh, folds. Ya know?   When I wear a bikini, sometimes I start to...

Dear Cowgirl,Sometimes family is chosen.Sometimes love is unexpected.Sometimes the way to success isn’t what everyone says it is.Joy.Family.Love.We’re all looking for some form of these things, and hoping for the “good stuff” in life.But sometimes those things are found in the places you least expect, at the times you’releast ready for them.Those surprises, those unexpected...

Dear Cowgirl, Wake up and go after what you want, for YOU. Go to work doing something you love for YOU. Take pretty pictures and get dressed up, for YOU. Read those books and learn those facts for YOU.  Go roping, take a drive or visit a new restaurant for yourself and BY yourself. The...

Dear Cowgirl, More traveling the world, less Target runs. Rock the solo excursion to places you love. You don’t have to travel in a pack. Wear the ridiculous bright outfit you’ve been dying to put on for months, but haven’t had the guts to rock yet. More dummy-roping-dates. Less screen time and more family time....