Welcome to blog! I started it in 2020 to chart my recovery from breaking my ankle (hence the name). I guess no-one saw a global pandemic coming. It's turned into a place where I can talk about the things happening in my life, my horse and my cats. Enjoy!
This made me smile. And a bit sad that we have to point it out to people.
We’re all unique. There’s a brilliant notion that no-one sees the world how it actually is. We see it through our own lens. Based on our experiences, beliefs and opinions.
Right now, the World is taking another pitch into chaos and weirdness. It’s easy to get caught up in it all. Assuming people are seeing what we are seeing. That people agree with us. That people who don’t are wrong.
Over the years, I’ve been come much more tolerant. More live and let live. I have my limits of course. As I was pottering today, I reflected on the past few weeks. It’s been a lot. So much worry, upset and struggle. It’s hard to see a way through sometimes.
Then I remembered it’s Good Friday. The day that Jesus died on the cross. Whether you are religious or not, whether you believe it or not, Christians believe it was the ultimate sacrifice for humanity’s sins, saving mankind from death. Right now, I think we can all agree that there are some rather abhorrent things going on.
Faith comes in many guises. That’s pretty unique too I guess. My faith in my ability to overcome is strong. My faith in humanity is a little rocky right now. So I’ve had a word with the man upstairs to see if he can help…
So 2020 was going to be my year. The year I got my life sorted after being served redundancy notice from my job in November 2019. The year I ticked off more things from my horsey bucket list. The year I got my mental health back under control and reduced stress in my life.
I had a plan. And it was a good one. Then the plan changed dramatically on 2 January. I came off my horse at speed and broke my ankle. Badly. Like all good equestrians, I got back on and rode back to the yard, sorted Buddy out and then drove myself to A&E. That’s where this journey really began...
I was sent home from A&E and told to crack on, only to receive a phone call later to say they’d missed a fracture (and a rather serious one at that). Whoops! So fracture clinic on 3 January, surgery on 5 January and home to recover.
I started this blog as a way to chart my recover back to the saddle. As I cleared clinics and competitions out of my diary and wondered what the next few months would bring, it's been a safe space for me to say how I'm feeling.
The new plan was to get a new job, to keep Buddy is kept ticking over and recover from my injury. Another good plan! I didn't expect a global pandemic, lockdown and all that happened in 2020.
This blog has changed over time but it's continued to be my safe space to share the things going on in my life, with Buddy and the cats. Enjoy!
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