Ich weiss nicht was soll es bedeuten...
dass ich so trauig bin.
Points for knowing the poem whose first line that is.
August is going to be rough. August is rough.
I wonder at trying to build what I had with Z with another horse. As I bring Tru-D and E-va along will it be similar?
Yes Kash is my heart horse. He was my first and we have learned much together. He is comfortable and familiar. I brought him along with a green bean six to a nice eighteen.
Zetahra was fresh, she was to step into Kash's place, coming into her own over the next five years as Kash would undoubtedly be winding down. She had the future ahead of her, we had so much to do together, but that's gone. That has been gone for almost a year now. I don't quite see the same big dreams and plans with these other young ones. I don't know if that is my heart holding back as it still mends or simply that there will be no other horse that will quite fill that piece of my heart that is beyond the veil now.
At this point I wonder at times if I really had such a great relationship with Z or if I have been building it up beyond what it was because she is gone. I remember being so excited. So thrilled at what the years ahead held for us and it is gone. I wanted to be so much better for her because she was so good. She was amazing. She was too good to be true and so it was.
If I don't think about it I am okay. The tears are coming more frequently the last couple weeks, but I think that is to be expected. It ebbed after the first month or so and now it is flowing back and I wonder if each August will be like this. The weather is miserable anyways, too hot and humid to do much outside to distract me.
A year later and still processing. A year later and still pushing forward.
Another horse will never replace Zetahra, but I can at least share what she taught me. Comparing her to anther wouldn't be fair. She was too much of everything that I had hoped even with her funny little off-set pinprick of a star.
Miss you babe.
Points for knowing the poem whose first line that is.
August is going to be rough. August is rough.
I wonder at trying to build what I had with Z with another horse. As I bring Tru-D and E-va along will it be similar?
Yes Kash is my heart horse. He was my first and we have learned much together. He is comfortable and familiar. I brought him along with a green bean six to a nice eighteen.
Zetahra was fresh, she was to step into Kash's place, coming into her own over the next five years as Kash would undoubtedly be winding down. She had the future ahead of her, we had so much to do together, but that's gone. That has been gone for almost a year now. I don't quite see the same big dreams and plans with these other young ones. I don't know if that is my heart holding back as it still mends or simply that there will be no other horse that will quite fill that piece of my heart that is beyond the veil now.
At this point I wonder at times if I really had such a great relationship with Z or if I have been building it up beyond what it was because she is gone. I remember being so excited. So thrilled at what the years ahead held for us and it is gone. I wanted to be so much better for her because she was so good. She was amazing. She was too good to be true and so it was.
If I don't think about it I am okay. The tears are coming more frequently the last couple weeks, but I think that is to be expected. It ebbed after the first month or so and now it is flowing back and I wonder if each August will be like this. The weather is miserable anyways, too hot and humid to do much outside to distract me.
A year later and still processing. A year later and still pushing forward.
Another horse will never replace Zetahra, but I can at least share what she taught me. Comparing her to anther wouldn't be fair. She was too much of everything that I had hoped even with her funny little off-set pinprick of a star.
Miss you babe.