|Happy birthday, Mama.|
So it was kind of a bittersweet day. I was sad because I missed her, but happy that she'd been in my life.
Not that things haven't gotten better. They have. I still cry, mostly when I see pictures or remember a special moment, but the tears are not as frequent as they used to be, so that's good. (I know it is good, but I still feel a bit guilty. God, I wish I could shut my brain off sometimes.)
The Boys, Indy and RJ, have been so good to be around, bless their sweet hearts. Spending time with them and learning their quirks and personalities has been so healing. Their personalities are nothing like hers, which is good. I don't feel like I'm tempted apples to apples comparison. Kinda like when you're a parent; you just can't compare one child to the other.
I do notice the differences. You can't NOT notice them. For example, riding and working with Indy, a relatively young and inexperienced horse, is completely different that working with an older horse like Sug, who knew her job down to the ground. It's a different journey altogether, and that's what's been so healing.
So I'm just going to add this little video, a silly little one that shows why this unflappable girl was such a special part of our lives. You could just do things like this with her, which was only one of the reasons why she was so special.