So as I am sure you all noticed I still have not gotten my blogging mojo back. After everything that went on with Phoenix and not being able to share the whole truth, well…it has really made me question why I blog at all if I cannot tell my story totally unedited. I figured it was just a phase so I gave myself permission to take a break and blog as sporadically as I thought necessary in June. In July I would sit down and focus. Well…here it is creeping toward the end of July and I am still posting every once and a while. It is not like I don’t have a lot to write about. I do! I just haven’t been making the time to sit down and focus and do it. In fact, my pitty party has gotten so bad that I have not even been keeping up with reading everyone elses blogs as of late. I was justifying it to myself that after two and a half years I just needed a break. It was so easy to write when I had so much going on, but the reality is I still have plenty to say and yet I am not saying it. One of the reasons I started this blog was to share Gennyral’s story. I am so lucky to have my handsome pony in my life that I often take it for granted.
I need to write the cute stories I have about him because I want to remember them. In 10 years will I recall how he cleaverly dumped my grooming back and some how managed to open a sealed shut Tupperware container to get to his home made pear treats which he lined up on the part of his stall with no shavings if I don’t write down the story? I enjoy my Mexican General everyday. He brings a smile to my face and makes me laugh. I need to stop thinking about blogging as telling my story and get back to the real reason I started this and that was to tell Gennyral’s story.
What prompted all this? SolitareMare over at A Good Horse has been fighting for months to keep her horse alive. She has gone above and beyond what most people would do to save her horse Rugby, a horse who she was not even sure about because he can be young and stupid. Reading her last 3 posts just brought me back to the time when I was like that with Gen. When you promise yourself that you wont spend more than (insert $ here) on the vet bill next month unless you have an answer. When you go to the barn everyday because you feel like you have to because it might be your last visit instead of wanting to lighten your day. I am so lucky that my horse lived and that he is thriving. Just because I am only riding 1 day a week does not mean I am less of a horse person. I still have a wonderful horse that deserves all the attention in the world. SolitareMare posted that when her beloved horse Monty died he took all her luck with him. It breaks my heart to read that.
So everyone out there reading this be grateful for that you have. I wish that reminder didn’t have to come at the cost of that big giant black and white draft being sick. I am praying that something turns up to make SolitareMare’s decision easier, whatever the decision has to be…