How can i improve this??

I normally would sit out on the white fence, cherishing the moments of the brightly colored sun slowly rising over the mountains to yet unravel an untold beginning. It always gave me hope to see the horses and cattle freely grazing in the forty-five acres. I had always wished I could be so free and pleasantly at ease. It never came, at least not at the time. My life is not easy to explain. It has not been the rip roaring fantasy ride I had always expected; at the same time, it has not been suffocating without excitement by any means. I suppose my life has mostly resembled a recovering broken heart: somewhat traumatized, more downs than ups, and little by little trending upward over time.