The Thomas Family

The Thomas Family
Mentors ~ Guides

Some families arrive at Bramblewood and immediately become part of how the place functions. The Thomas family is one of them.

They found their way here through a homeschooling co-op field trip on a cold, rainy February day—the kind of day that usually sends people back to their cars early. Instead, something clicked. The footing felt right. The place felt familiar. What began as a single visit turned into a regular presence, and before long, the Thomases were volunteering alongside the horses and the rest of the community.

Their connection to Bramblewood is also threaded through long friendship. They came through Rosemary Ledbetter—my closest barn friend and cousin—someone whose own history here goes back to the earliest years of my riding life. That kind of lineage matters. It’s part of how trust moves through a place like this.

Sara grew up in Saginaw, Michigan, spent time in Tennessee, and eventually settled in South Carolina, where she and her family have lived in Rock Hill, Charlotte, and now Greer. Her children—Dustin, Chloe, and Brodie—have grown up learning how to adapt, pivot, and find their footing. When traditional schooling stopped making sense, Sara shifted gears and began homeschooling, creating space for learning that actually fit her kids.

At the farm, each of them found something different.

For Sara, Bramblewood became a place where the pace finally made sense—a place to set down the constant motion of parenting and simply be present.

Dustin arrived with an open mind and left with a direction. What started as volunteering turned into a genuine interest in the horses and the life around them.

Chloe comes for the time spent with the horses and the people—especially Tammy and her family—finding connection in the shared rhythm of the barn.

Brodie likes being part of something bigger than himself. He’s claimed a kinship with George the horse and makes a point of checking in with him every visit.

The Thomas family shows up consistently and without fanfare. They help where help is needed. They listen. They participate. Their presence has woven itself quietly into the fabric of Bramblewood, and the farm is better for it.

We’re grateful for the way they’ve made themselves at home here—and for the way they’ve helped make this place feel like one for others, too.