This New Year we had to confront several people shooting fireworks from the street over our home and barn. They tried to tell us why they had the right to do so. I had to tell them why our horses were frantic. Last year, Mark spoke to neighbors a few houses north of us about the fireworks they were shooting over our home and our neighbors’ home. They, in a drunken state, said it would be over soon. Nice answer. Welcome to the neighborhood I’ve lived in for over 20 years. But, tell me that I have to take it in the name of the rights of others, as my animals and I have none, it seems, and the police are too busy with all the other nonsense people dream up in the name of a good time. We know some of the fireworks are not legal. No one cares.

I did not want to ride tonight. I did not want to go outside. I did not want to tack up my horse. I did not want to longe him. I did not want to climb on. I did not want to ride.

I think this is worth sharing for other mothers out there. Mothers who think it’s over when their kids grow up and move out of the arena. I think there are probably more mothers out there who need to know that maybe it’s their turn now.