Sheesh...haven't posted in a while (again). I guess that's partly because I haven't exactly known what to write about, or had the time/desire/energy to really post. Sorry faithful readers.

But... stuff in the horse world is really opening up for me and my roots are sinking deep into the valley, into the JR-- enough that my parents are now sending out my tack (3 saddles, bridles, various bits and other leather things necessary for riding). I received one box of my two dressage saddles a month ago; now I am waiting for my jump tack to arrive. With the onset of my two horse-y jobs comes this crazy, inexpressible hope and profound joy that resounds throughout my whole existance. It blows my mind that something so trival, such as the presence of horses in my life, could have such a deep impact on me. But it does. It also is mind boggling that in the past 4 weeks, my life in the valley has more or less become the life I wanted to lead in Germany--the only real difference is that I am in the states and not Germany.

None of this was my doing, but rather came as a result of sudden oppertunities arising and other oppertunities ending. No, it was certinaly not me, but rather Jesus of Nazerath, who gave me the life that I always wanted to lead.