This past weekend things changed

Last week was rough in the missing my Son department. I guess the temperature change, Halloween on the horizon (one of his favorite holidays), and next month being the 2 year anniversary of his passing over to the other side of life had a lot to do with it.
My wife has also been struggling and I try my best to ease that sorrow and heart pain. But there is nothing I can do or say to accomplish that. I just do my best to support her.

I guess I hide it well. Put on the happy face, spurt my corny jokes, and just put on the look that all is well with Frank. But it wasn't really and isn't really. I wanted to roll up in a ball and disappear. Detach from everyone and everything. I felt alone in a crowd. It was a battle to engage people.

I tried to find comfort in watching the Mets and Jets win. I enjoyed it but that too is a strong reminder of the bond that Frankie and I had.
So if I seem aloof at times or preoccupied I apologize. I am just struggling a little more lately than I do usually.

A bright spot this weekend was the visit to the rescue by Lynn's cousins Brenda and Delores.
Brenda donated stuff to the rescue and brought me a saddle and pads and a grooming kit for Sir.
And the best part of that is the saddle fits him and it allows me to ride him more often.
I need to get a bit, reigns, headstall, etc. But I can borrow Laurel's in the interim.
Thanks again Brenda!

This certainly brought Sir and I to another level for sure. I still have a lot to learn and I am hopeful that Laurel can find the time to help me. Don't get me wrong, I can ride, I just need some pointers on how to recognize and deal with certain behaviors.

I hope that this week is better than last.....for Lynn as well as for me.

In the end I still have my boy Sir and my friends at the barn, They are always so helpful and supportive, Sir has a stiff neck that is restricting his ability to turn his head, Brenda noticed it when she was there on Saturday.
All I needed to do was mention it to my friend and fellow volunteer Marissa and she got right to it.
She is a certified Equine Massage Therapist. She did a massage on Sir and all the while explained what she was doing and why. Though it was basic she had NO problem explaining things step by step as she massaged his body.
These are the kinds of people that I am fortunate to be associated with at the rescue.

Sir as usual provided much relief and joy for me. He always knows. He is my friend and loves me unconditionally. For that and him I am grateful.

Until next time

Frank

Sir's Human