Something happens in life when the people you love the most pass away. An imperceptible shift between what was, what is, and what is still to be.

There’s a name in my family that should be lit up in lights, and in some circles, it is. His picture hangs proudly in the Hall of Fame for a life lived in the saddle. His legacy is carried every single day by riders who strive to be just as good as he was. A king in his arena.

A name that fits her like the sunshine fits October. From the very first moment she opened her eyes, she has been a spark impossible to ignore—a little soul so full of laughter, curiosity, and a stubborn streak that keeps everyone on their toes.

It’s hard to know exactly where this story begins — and isn’t that the most curious thing? A journey so long, so deeply rooted, that the beginning never really started… it simply was. Like the sun rising each morning or the stars appearing at dusk, it just existed.