Saving a bit of money as well as having a good time this year with participation in my life. Adding some things to life is a good thing. Making more time this summer to be with my horses and dogs which is a good thing because if you think about it: animals are not with us for a very long time. I think the more time I spend with my animals the better the times and it’s a good time to make fun memories to relish when they are gone.

I know I have not made a lot of time to write and post. Although, I will miss the act of writing. Maybe, just maybe, this will give me the opportunity to write and stock up on good things to share with you this winter. Believe me I will try to capture the fun times and learning experiences just so I can share them with you. My dear readership, I know you are there and reading because I can see it in the numbers.

Sorry I have taken so long to write. But believe me when I say, life has been less than boring. It has been a very emotional time this year already. With my dad going into the hospital with rectal cancer and me having to live without my loving furry best friend in the whole world. Whom I miss and still hold dear to my heart. I can still remember laying next to him on his dog bed the night before he had to go. Cuddling with my best friend was a good bitter sweet memory and it is still very clear in my mind which is why even now, it pains my heart. Jan 2010 seems like yesterday.

What is so funny? I talk more about my dog dying than my dad being in the hospital, go figure!? You want the honest truth?

My dog was worth more to me than my dad because my dog actually loved me. It sure is a sad world when people mean nothing to their family. If you don’t have a family, find a family to be yours!

Anyway, when I post here again it will be September 2010. I wish you all the best in your summer. Stay safe, have fun and take time to enjoy your life. Add something new to your life this year. Take time for yourself. Be nice to you and find someone to love you once you learn to love yourself.

Be good and thank you so much for reading One of Many Me’s.

“See” you in September

P.S.

I almost forgot to tell you, my dad did finally recover from the operation. Three months later, he is back at his home being as miserable as ever! So that my friends, is good news. I suppose. The jury is still out on whether I am happy or  not..

Fact: the family should have pull the plug when they had the chance… :/

What are you waiting for?

This year is going to be a bit difficult for myself to get out there riding because this winter was not nice to my herd. Although, if they weren’t trucking through the bush they might have better legs.

Some new horse people who are just learning don’t know that wolf teeth are aggravating to horses if you use a bit. If you are so lucky to have a horse trained with a bitless bridal then you are okay to go go go!

The reason we remove the wolf teeth is because they make the difference between a pleasant enjoyable ride and a grouchy fitful horse. These teeth sit directly in front of the back teeth in the space where the bit sits. And because these teeth are so small you might not be able to see them but if your horse lets you put a finger in their mouth you can feel around the gum area. Generally, wolf teeth are no bigger than a finger nail. Also, there are known cases of wolf teeth which have grown back. So, be aware if your horse just isn’t happy at some point there is an issue you have to deal with soon.

Stay safe, ride easy, and be alert! Oh, and be nice to your horse because they know when you are up to something…

Thanks for reading One of Many Me’s.

Take me as I am.

So I have this mean person in my life who was trying to pull me into their dark pit of despair. They have been living in this darkness for some time, actually, for most of their life. And I believe after decades of living in the dark it becomes a natural way of living. In comparison to those who are living with addiction, similarly it is difficult to change thought patterns after such a long period.

This person has been, not knowingly, keeping me prisoner in their dark place. After all my years of being held in my own dark prison I had thought the road was clear and safe to let myself be free of the anguish. Then just five years ago this person is back in my life. Had I known what kind of life this person was living I might have been more apt to make better decisions of where I would choose to live.

Working through life and it’s difficult choices of how to tell people where to go without actually telling them. This is something I have to do in my life because I guess I am just too afraid of the outcome. Or maybe just too afraid of the person. Why? Is what I ask myself. What is this person going to do if you do tell them off once and for all? There are several variations to the answer. Resulting in hurt feelings because the person would not understand the truth of the matter. Mentality, is what it boils down to. The person does not have the mentality to think in such rational means.

Reasons for their shortcomings is education and not being capable of understanding the ways of human thought processes and reasons why people do what they do. People who have been educated will understand this sort of thing. Education on the street also in school. It takes several years to form a mind to think in the psychological sense. Just as it takes a long time to form a mind to become street wise. There is a big difference and neither is more smart than the other.

Although people would argue the point. The person is not very smart and very old school. Old school people didn’t have to think that way unless they were educated to become a psychologist, psychotherapist, sociologist or something along that line.

Besides the fact this person only lives for themselves. Will do nothing for others unless there is something in it for them. Is very selfish. Refuses to be of any support or help to their children, friends, or neighbors.

And in the end it is going to make no difference in my life because I still have to do things for this person. Unless they die or I die, there is no getting away from it. Thus, the reason for writing this.

I still struggle. It’s like hitting my head on a wall over and over.

The person who this is written about: I have to take them as they are and accept….

But where I have a problem is: they will never take me as I am…