Hurray!

I'm so happy!  Thanks to Megan, I'm in effect getting my stolen saddle and tack back!!!

Happy Dance, Happy Dance, Happy Dance!!!

I've been so sad inside ever since my saddle and tack, etc., were stolen from our home in Chubbuck (while we were working in Las Vegas for a year).  Every time I looked on Craigslist, I checked the saddles for sale, looking for my saddle.  More than anything else that was stolen, that left a huge hole in my heart because it represented my lifelong love for horses, and it also felt like it was important because, in case of disaster, I couldn't traverse rough terrain and would only be able to ride a horse.  I felt that if I had some tack, we might be able to find a horse for me to ride.  Otherwise, I'd be stuck.
But, mostly, I had a sentimental attachment to the saddle I got from George Ellis.

Megan had purchased that saddle, and one other, with me from George; we each kept one later on, and I'd assumed she'd sold her tack when they moved back East.  I was amazed to discover, by a miracle, that she still has her tack and that she is in the process of selling it - and she is letting me pay her later (I insisted that I pay) for her saddle, a bridle, cavesson, and saddle blanket!  Emotionally, it feels as if it's almost the same saddle (Although I would be thrilled, still, to find my old, comfortable saddle, and my halter that belonged to Mitok, my Arabian gelding!  I had used my old saddle on Buddy and Mystique and Jewel, too - hence all the emotional attachment.)

Anyway, thank you, Megan!  I can now look at Craigslist without feeling a heavy sadness in my heart.  I know, it's not like losing a person, and I've been very philosophical about the many things we lost (we never reported it to our homeowner's because Mark thought we might lose our insurance if we did).  But this IS a very happy thing for me, and it validates my feeling that there are no real losses in life - just temporary separations - if we don't lose ourselves in the meantime.

Hugs, and more later!
xoxoxo