Miss you

Miss you everyday, whoever said times heals was wrong it doesn't you just learn to live with the pain, and it buries itself a little deeper within you; so it doesn't take your breath away every day/minute/hour. I'll take the pain because it is worth it to have shared my life with you and to have known you and loved you.

  XXVII

I envy not in any moods The captive void of noble rage, 
The linnet born within the cage, That never knew the summer woods: 
I envy not the beast that takes His license in the field of time, 
Unfetter'd by the sense of crime, To whom a conscience never wakes; 
Nor, what may count itself as blest, The heart that never plighted troth But stagnates in the weeds of sloth; 
Nor any want-begotten rest. I hold it true, whate'er befall; 
I feel it, when I sorrow most; 
'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all.

In Memoriam A. H. H. by Alfred Tennyson

Skunk - forever missed

Skunk was the game changer, because of him I became a more patient and kinder person.

I learnt that whilst things may not work out as you planned you have choices and you can make lemonade out of lemons. Skunk went lame early in our relationship and I was advised to move him on by a well meaning friend. I let the advice go over my head, as riding was not the most important thing to me, my relationship with my horses was. Through Skunk I met many people as we searched for answers that I otherwise would never have met and I learnt to see shades of grey.

I believe you have choices in life and you can choose how you view an event. I could choose to be bitter at losing Skunk and yes there are dark moments when I do rail against the world and my loss; but I prefer to celebrate that I was lucky enough to know him, no matter how much losing him hurts at least I knew him and nothing can ever take that from me.