Sorry I’ve been absent. Between another painful test, a super demanding job, and a nosebleed that tried to imitate that one scene in Carrie, I’ve been a little distracted. 

I’m sitting in the barn, watching and listening to my horses eat, Radar in the car snoozing, and anticipating work because I’ve got 8 hours of sheer overtime this week. I need the calm of their peaceful energy.

Maybe tomorrow I’ll ride. 

I’m also dressed up in my pajamas (because the Saturday rule at work is “show up dressed”) and my nearly brand new Chucks. A coworker cleaned out her closet and brought shoes to work to give away.

The Chucks fit over my ankle brace, and just in time because, my ancient Brooks (from when I could actually run) are at the end of their life. Cute shoes is something I miss, and these are definitely cute. 

When you’re disabled because of multiple chronic illnesses and have to walk through life with a service dog at your side, it’s the little things. Horses eating and the distinct smell of the barn. Cute shoes that fit. Overtime to have a little more money to throw at medical bills. A full supply of medications so you can function.

People get so caught up in the rat race that they don’t slow down to appreciate small things. I’m forced to slow down. I don’t have a choice.

I will never take a moment of my life for granted, nor time with my beloved horses, my kids, the quiet stillness of a farm.

I hope this is something that you can learn to enjoy as well, because the little things fill the big gaps in your soul.