julesdoll

My Mom has to put down her horse she has had since I was a young girl. This horse is like her savior and a while ago before we learned my mother had breast cancer ,the horse bit off part of her ear. And they were still friends. Through it all. And my mother hasn't been able to ride is so long, Sugar(the horse) just got too old.
Sugar the horse won't last through the winter and she is in poor health. So my mother is doing the right thing. But I'm crying because my mother felt like she didn't want to burden me. Even through all her cancer troubles, which are almost over. But I am so supportive. I listen and I tell her I love her, I give her advice or I distract her with laughter.
I just love my Mom and I want her to be happy. She just lost her house to the bank once and for all and has to live in an RV with my Dad who can barely get around. It's so much to handle, I know she will stay strong, I just wish there was more I could do to help her! I live too far too even drive there!

I remember when I was little, we lived in the desert of California.
My mother was an adventurer. She wasn't like the other moms. She got her hands dirty, she rode her horse she did yard work with my dad on our acre in the middle of nowhere. We lived out in the hills, and I wouldn't have changed a thing.
Because I had no neighborhood friends or siblings I would go hiking out there alone, my own adventures. She taught me to think for myself, and not be afraid to get dirty or do "manly" things. She inspired my sense of adventure. I always admired her ability to ride her horse and to care for her. I was terrified of riding and horses because I had gotten bit hard at a young age and seen many horse related injuries in person. But I had a healthy respect.

My mother deserves a break. Karma needs to bring this beautiful woman something wonderful. I know it doesn't really work that way. But I am going to be the best damn daughter I can so I can push these things to happen!