For those who don’t know me, the summary is: we have a small horse farm, ran it as a boarding business, did a metric crap ton of work updating the property, closed the boarding business for other reasons, and just had my own horses…and now we’re selling.
We’re selling because my body is no longer up to the work. I’m having a nerve ablation done to see if that can eliminate the pain from my back issues, but my hip issues are still an issue. Essentially my body is giving out after 35+ years of abuse. I’m tired. I’m physically and mentally tired. Being in pain for the last 15 years has broken me. It’s not getting better. The treatments should help, but the doctor said I’m not to fall off anymore. Which makes sense - I’m broken enough that more even insignificant falls could cause major issues.
I’ve always, since I was a kid, ridden the spicy, exciting, weird, and occasionally crazy. Initially I did that out of necessity - my family didn’t have money so I rode whatever came my way. But then I developed it into a skill - riding the quirky, the not-dangerous-but-not-exactly-saleable. The sensitive. And NOW I’m not supposed to do that anymore because of the risk. If I ride at all, I’m supposed to ride the more stable…the easier. The less risky.
I’m also selling/rehoming all but one of my horses since boarding more than 2 is just not financially smart, and possibly euthanizing my old guy (DSLD), which would bring me down to 1. The horse that I’m keeping (my ASB) is stuck with me - I got him as a youngster and made him a promise when I bought him that I would never sell as he’d been bounced around quite a bit and treated poorly. He has rewarded me with doing absolutely anything I wanted him to do with a cheerful smile on his face (obviously not literally). I don’t know if I will be able to continue to ride, but he’s my whole heart so I’ll be boarding him. He’s still spicy and sensitive but does his level best to keep me up top, so we may occasionally ride. I taught him to drive early (with help) in case my hips gave out but I’m not sure if my back will hold up for that. Anyway…
I fed this morning, and one of the horses I’m selling was being an absolute sweetheart and it just broke my heart. He was a horse that came in with a severe balking issue, terrible for the farrier, almost unmanageable and dangerous on the ground, and now has turned into this absolute love that I can lead with a neck rope, stands quietly for the farrier, and LOVES his cuddles. We didn’t get as far as we wanted to under saddle because of my issues but I felt really confident that they were solveable as everything else had been figured out (he just had massive holes in what he knew). My old guy looked so happy to have his morning routine, and the other one that I’m selling nickered as I came in the door.
I KNOW it’s the right decision. It’s the financially correct decision. It’s the rational, right, correct, grown up absolutely perfect decision. I’m sure I’ll get over it, eventually and I’ll say “yes, that was a good decision”. But in the short term, my heart is absolutely breaking. I really didn’t expect my body to give out just when I could finally start to afford the life I wanted with horses.
If anyone has gone through this, I would love to hear how you got through it. How you adjusted. How you stayed horsey without being involved to the degree you thought you could be. Or if you’re still going through it - I’d love to hear from you.