Soar

I have moved my two horses back to my previous barn home.   I decided I couldn't be friendly with my former friend as she had been hot and cold with me for a few years, then exploding at me in a way I would never be able to get past.   Too much water under the bridge, over the dam, whatever.   I don't trust her to be kind and genuine with me.   Sometimes we think our source of stress is one thing, or two things, or three things.   Then we find out it's one person.   Trying to be careful with my words, figure out whether it's the public or private face I'm seeing, do with my horses what she thinks is best, it's all exhausting and stressful.   I don't need it and I don't want that in my life.   I paid my remaining board, left a few things that she had given or loaned me, and drove away.   I realize now that this was no longer a friendship on any terms that I value.   Too much control, too much judgment can wear away at your spirit until you have to get away.   

It's so very nice to be back at Cheryl's where everyone is so genuine and warm and welcoming and supportive.   It is the biggest breath of fresh air I've taken in months.   

Soar on your own wings, alongside people who truly care and will always have your back.