Climbing out of the Hole

I don't think I am quite ready to write in full about this month, but I am trying to pick up as many normal things as possible and writing about my horse life is one of them.  A brief timeline of how sucky this month has been.

Sunday Jan 8 - Dutch unexpectedly dies in my arms.

Monday - We burry him and Uno is inconsolable. 

Tuesday - We pick up a buddy for Uno from a friend and I get the call that my uncle shot himself.

Friday Jan 13 - My dog gets out and gets hurt in the woods.

Sunday Jan 15 - I leave my husband with a pretty much unknown new horse and fly home to Wisconsin for the Memorial.  I get the usual return home depression - I would move up to my family TOMORROW if I had any hope that my Dad would follow.

My Aunt is amazing.

Friday Jan 20 - Fina Exams begin for students and I am so behind in my paperwork it hurts.

So. 

That all happened.  I know I am not functioning well and need to get back into regular therapy for a while, but at least life has finally calmed down a bit. 

On the horse front.  It has been hard.  I cannot really talk about Dutch because I do not have the words.  Uno thankfully bounced back once we brought home another horse. Although, he does terrorize the new boy some.  On Saturday I finally got some of my mojo back and rode for real and felt like myself again.

Sleepy boy has been my rock - but he is sure happy the new horse likes snuggles and he can go back to just getting his face stuffed with treats and none of this dumb hugging nonsense.