Its hard. Very, very hard. I feel disconnected from my horse. But at the same time kinda excited. This time next year Roxy and I will be at the Canadian Supreme competing in cutting. I'm happy to have her home. The whole futurity thing and starting horses at two freaks me out. And I worry. A lot. About her being physically able to do the job. About her being mentally strong enough to handle the pressure. But I've committed. And no matter how awkward it makes me feel I'll stay the course.
But I am super happy to have her home. Where she can roam the pasture and be a horse. Where she can take a break and let any ouchy spots heal up.
Where I can watch her and dream about what may actually become reality.