Goodbye, dreams….

I said goodbye to my dreams today, my dreams of one day riding and showing and rejoining the horse world as anything other than a dinosaur, slowly fading out of existence. I said goodbye to a gift, a challenge, a great heart. I said goodbye to who I once was, and who I thought I would one day be.

I said goodbye to Stretch. He died serenely; strange for a horse that never took the time to find serenity. He died without fighting, without questioning; strange for a horse that never gave an inch without a fight or without questioning each request. He died quietly; strange for a horse that thrived on drama and conflict. 

My dreams died a gentle death today. He’s with my other dreams now, lost to the slow march of time, and I am left wondering what dreams are left me.

Goodbye, Stretchie.

I’ll miss you, ya big cow. Say hi to Chances and Grandma when you see them, and try not to irritate Sleepy too much or he’ll kick your ass. I love you. Be good.

Ya big dope.