Sad face

I miss my horse.  I miss the barn.  I miss the outside.  I miss walking.  I miss my knee before the accident.  Sad day.

But life goes on, right?  It's hard not to get depressed, not to miss things, not to wish I were somewhere else, with something else, doing something else.  This morning I went to the barn to try to do some chores.  I was able to pick my horse's feet, and then he was so happy to see me he just put his head into my chest and rubbed.  He can be so sweet.  I wish I could throw these crutches away, throw away this brace, and saddle up.  I wish I could wear a pretty dress and heels, and have no pain.  I wish I could run outside in the rain and jump over pot holes and find my way to the back of the fields.  I wish I could squat down to pet the dog, lift onto my toes to reach the pretty clothes in my closet, and wear cowgirl boots again.  My brace goes half way down my calf, so boots are a no go.  I wish I could do something to keep me from going crazy. 

Im pretty much living by the motto "Short term pain, Long term gain."  Hopefully that is true.