It’s been four months today since the last time I saw this beautiful face. Two days ago it was four months since our last ride, her last time around that half-mile, her last well-earned trip to the winner’s circle. I have to keep reminding myself that four months isn’t a long time, and its okay to still hurt this much. Its okay that sometimes I just sit in her stall and break down and sob because she’s not there anymore. I never thought it could hurt this much to lose someone.
"How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard." -A.A. Milne