Today my beautiful Drishti went to his new home. It’s sad, I’m heartbroken, but it is so much better for him. He’s found himself a home with an owner who is a much better fit for him. I think that’s one of the hardest things about loving – is knowing we don’t own those we love. If they’re better somewhere else or with someone else the most loving thing we can do is let them go.

And so I did.

And it will be so much better for him, and it will be better for me too. We both deserve to be with a partner who is a better match for us.

It sucks – he was a dream I’d had for a long time – hence the name Drishti. But to be honest, over the last year and a half with all the loss and change in my own life my drishti – my focus – has changed as well. And I need to honour that. I’ll get another horse but it won’t be right away.

The most Canadian way possible to load a horse. With the aid of a hockey stick.