Filling the Well

in the mail today…

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So, I lost my horse Rosie about four and a half years ago now. I kind of gave up horses entirely for a while, because I just didn’t want to deal with the emotions. I moved a few months later, and none of my horse magazines and catalogs followed me, which was just as well. I can only assume that my former housemates, knowing how I was feeling, threw them out.

So imagine my surprise today when I found a State Line Tack catalog in my mailbox. Addressed me and everything, so they’ve finally caught up with me. I can’t remember the last time I looked at one of these, and I actually thought, “Huh, cool. I think I’ll flip through it.” And I was so proud of myself for looking at all the horsey stuff — blankets, bridles, saddles, riding books and shirts, brushes and bandages — and thinking, “Cool” and not breaking down. I thought I was going to get through the whole catalog without breaking down. I almost did.

Then, in the last few pages, I started crying and couldn’t stop. Not really sure why.  So I guess I haven’t quite moved on.

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