I know that both my parents love me and want the best for me, my dad just isn't the one to express his love too well.. although him buying me Indie and him paying the vet for everything showed it, because I'd have figured he'd just have her put down instead since he usually thinks on the frugal side. I almost just wish the vet had been completely honest about what her chances were because I still feel bad about my dad spending so much.. plus if I had known what was going to happen, I'd have just had the vet euthanize her so that she could've died calmly with me petting her instead of her rearing up and toppling over...
My mom already said that she would buy me a new horse if she could commit to all those expenses, but I guess that vet visit made them all wary.. oh well, I'll have another horse some day perhaps. It just upsets me and makes me mad that out of all the horses in the world, God had to take Indie. To add onto that, my mom had to make me feel guilty about horseback riding in general, going on about how she was spending $7000/year on it but now I'm taking a break so she can spend her money no something else. Sometimes I feel like my life is just meant to suck but hopefully it'll get better eventually.
And Mary Walker's story is inspiring, although I probably wouldn't have been able to do half as well for myself as she did and is still doing.
Forever loved, never forgotten; my beautiful Indie. <3 Hoofprints on my heart.