Sunday, August 30, 2009
Back in the saddle
Steve announced to me last night that he was going to ride his horse today, and I admit to a tiny bit of anxiety on my part.
Maybe more than a tiny bit--it's only been a month since the accident, after all.
But life, as some of us know, is too short not to live and Steve really missed riding his horse. I had to trust that he did indeed feel well enough to get back on Lena and ride. I also have a lot of faith in Lena's sensitivity to her rider
So, off to the barn we went, and it all turned out okay.
I had to stop watching and go work Bar, lest my own anxiety eat me alive and become too obvious to either the horses or Steve. Okay, they all knew anyway, but at least I didn't hover.