Warning, pity party below…
I get scared everytime we come back from a long break, while we are away you visualize everything staying the same, and just dropping back in, but the reality for me is that is rarely the case.
This year I came home to find there has been some barn churn, excited that some old friends are returning, but gutted that my latest lease horse has gone. So here am I, a rider in search of a horse, again, and while I have had a couple of offers, it all feels a bit carpy
Every time something happens I ask “am I too old for this” and everytime the thought of stating a new relationship is less scary than being alone. So sigh, watch this space, let’s see what happens next. I have to believe that there are always opportunities ahead.