Hello,
I know that I'm probably going to sound stupid, but I'm going to post this anyway...
For the last six years +, I've been fortunate enough to have a friend with two horses, and an open door to ride one of them whenever I want. I've ridden her horse, with the exception during my two pregnancies, over these last six plus years.
This morning, I went down to the stable, which is in my village and rode out on Wallace ("my" horse) with my two girlfriends for the last time. The three of us and the three horses have had so much fun, not just riding locally but going on fun rides and we even took them on a bridleway holiday weekend a few years ago.
When we got back to the yard and I untacked "my" horse, I was devastated. I couldn't help myself, but I just started crying
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I guess the combination of loving that horse and riding out with my girlfriends has been such a big part of my life here. Riding through the countryside, getting fresh air and excercise has been great. Most of all, there's a real camaraderie when you're out riding and I've become quite close with these girls. And did I mention I love that horse?
Sorry to bore everybody with this story; We're elated that we're going back home, but not everything and everybody is easy to leave behind. We've only got a week and a half left.
Maybe I can squeeze in one more ride?