Sometimes i miss her. They took her away from me. Surprisingly enough, i was very strong. Almost no tears, no nostalgia, nothing. I took it all like the big girl i am. After all, i knew it was going to happen, it was not much of a surprise.
But now, 3 months later, it's starting to kick in. She's all alone now, and so am i. See, that was the thing between Jane and I... We believed in each other. We trusted each other. She was not the most talented. She was far from being the prettiest. She was small, too strong and very stubborn. But she was mine. It took months, weeks, hours, a lot of pain and so many tears. But we did it. I gained her confidence and she gained my trust. We became what so many horse-rider combinations seek for without ever finding it: a team. I realize now that there is a missing part of me now that she is gone. She was Olivia's Jane and I was Jane's Olivia. It's not that I don't like my new horse. Harvey is amazing, a champion, the perfect eventer, every girl's dream (everything Jane was not) But he is someone else's. Someone who did with him all the great things I did with Jane. I know it's going to work out, him being the talented horse he is and me being, well, an okay rider. But it will never be the same.
But now, 3 months later, it's starting to kick in. She's all alone now, and so am i. See, that was the thing between Jane and I... We believed in each other. We trusted each other. She was not the most talented. She was far from being the prettiest. She was small, too strong and very stubborn. But she was mine. It took months, weeks, hours, a lot of pain and so many tears. But we did it. I gained her confidence and she gained my trust. We became what so many horse-rider combinations seek for without ever finding it: a team. I realize now that there is a missing part of me now that she is gone. She was Olivia's Jane and I was Jane's Olivia. It's not that I don't like my new horse. Harvey is amazing, a champion, the perfect eventer, every girl's dream (everything Jane was not) But he is someone else's. Someone who did with him all the great things I did with Jane. I know it's going to work out, him being the talented horse he is and me being, well, an okay rider. But it will never be the same.
I miss my baby. <>
