Tomorrow is D-Day



Yes, tomorrow Dante arrives and begins his new life.  My sister is very nervous and excited.  I'm just excited.  It's a lot easier on your nerves when it isn't your own horse.  I can just sit back and enjoy it all.

This is so exciting.  He looks so lovely in the pictures.  I can't wait to see him in person.

Temporarily, he will be in a stall in a separate barn, but next week, he will be able to move into the stall next to Ranger, across from Cruiser and catty corner to Cole and Starry.  We will have a heard of 5. 

It was about this time last year that my dad's health problems started to escalate, and we could see the writing on the wall--and it wasn't good.  For me, it was worse than for anyone else, because I lived with Dad.  Losing him caused my own life to fall apart, and I am picking up the pieces.  With the lovely weather we have had, I have actually done worse.  It is a reminder of last year.  I am also reminded of all the things he love to do when the weather got warm.  Sunday, I saw that the Chrysler car show was at corner shopping center.  Dad used to go every year, but missed last year.  I broke down. 

I have fallen back into the pit of despair.  Dante to the rescue!  I think he will be just what I need to shake free of the dark feelings.  I can focus on fun rather than sadness.  I can move forward and enjoy life, again.  Oh, wait a minute.  He is Ellen's horse. 

Well, I can live vicariously through her as she starts her new adventures--and I can go on longer rides with her!

We will keep you updated.