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he thought i needed to know...

It was good for me to open up my own blog today and read the previous post. I seemed to be incandescently in love. Then reality hit like a firework - bang! This summer turned out to be a challenge for cowboy and me. He broke his foot and couldn't do the things he loved (yep, no horses or rodeo for cowboy) or even go to work, and I didn't handle his frustration with being incapacitated as well as I should have. bang! Needless to say there were moments when I wanted to throw my boot at him, and I guarantee there were moments when he wanted to chuck his tennis shoe at me. (He couldn't wear a boot at all this summer.)

So, what is a girl do? Pretend like I'm not hurting inside? Run away? Zip my mouth? Practice patience? Throw my boot at him? Cry and let it all spill out? What?

Well, needless to say, there's been a lot of thinking to be done on my part about my happiness and future. Cowboy and I have learned a lot about each other through this process. We're two distinct individuals trying to work towards a similar goal. My Grandpa O. would say that we're 'pieces of work' which means we're 'works in progress'. There are bound to be bumps along the way, but there are also going to be smooth sections which make all the difference. Right? I had to change my perspective and my heart to realize this. We're okay and we're normal, and this is how I know.

Cowboy bought a new horse trailer this past week. He's put a lot of work into researching and looking for his dream trailer. Exciting right? You betcha. He went to South Dakota to pick up the beaut, and the morning he left I received a great surprise via text. (Note: Cowboy rarely texts. It's almost painful for him when he does, and boy do I know about it.)

Cowboy: We left at 6:30. You know I already miss ya. You're the most important thing in my life.

Me: That might be the best thing you've ever told me.

Cowboy: I just don't want you to think that the trailer is more important than you.

I'm loved.

Sincerely,

A

P.S. I feel like since cowboy got a new horse trailer I deserve a new pair of boots (yes, it's starting to be a problem). I have a couple pair picked out just in case an offer to get some comes around. The leather is as soft as butter and my heart beats a little faster when I get around them.


or my personal favorite...



Comments

  1. ShannonSeptember 1, 2011 at 3:34 PM

    This post makes me happy. That texting conversation might be the cutest thing ever. :)

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  2. MiriamSeptember 4, 2011 at 8:35 AM

    You should have gone with him to get the trailer and then you could have come to see me! Hope things work out the way you'd like them to. Hugs!

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  3. RebeccaSeptember 10, 2011 at 3:43 PM

    I love when I randomly check your blog and there IS a new post! You're such an example to me....I'm glad you always go first ;)

    much love!

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