The SO had a dream that he had to go to war. He had to find someone to watch Z for a few hours. Apparently this was a fast war. He was getting mad since he couldn’t find me.
Then he realized that Z was small so he was in the past before he met me.
He was telling me about this the next morning. I told him that he knew where I lived so he could just show up.Â
Him:Â What am I supposed to say? “Hi, you don’t know me but you’ll have to get to know this kid sooner or later so how about starting now?”
Me:Â Yeah, that wouldn’t work.
Him:Â We live together and are very happy?
Me: I’m married at this point so I don’t think I’d believe you. You’d have to prove it.
Him:Â I could tell you that your husband leaves you in 2007, Spirit dies in 2008, Snowball dies in 2009, and Ozzie dies in 2010.Â
Me: staring at him  I am not going anywhere with you.
Him:  laughing  Did I mention that you are very happy?
Hi, there! Thanks for your comment! I was looking for an email on your page but didn’t find one, so thought I’d just leave a comment here.
I think your comment gave my decision a little bit more reality. Yes I love horses but there are ways to enjoy them without risking being launched into the air. There is a stable in the area that has rescue horses. You can volunteer to brush/walk them. I’m not sure if they are accepting volunteers but I sent them an email and hope they have an opening. That would help to lessen the blow a bit.
I just wrote an email to Wings’ owner to let her know I am going to be ending my lease but I haven’t sent it yet. I sort of know that if I hit send I am essentially closing the riding chapter in my life. I’m sure I’ll ride a horse again but I may never ride regularly again. My entire childhood/teen years was filled with horses and it really saddens me to know I’m turning away from that. Not sure where I am going with this but thought you might understand.