Devastation

I just found out today that my six week old colt has a fractured knee, and it's bad. I can't believe it. I have no words. Of course, it wouldn't make it any better if there was someone or something to blame, but it might be easier. Unfortunately, it was a freak accident. My mom and sister came down to Memphis for a visit. Before they left, they took him and Moon down to the neighbors, so she could keep an eye on them. On Monday, we got a call that he was limping. An x-ray today showed a completely shattered knee. The vet said she thinks another mare or foal kicked him. Unbelievable. We worked so hard for this little guy and now.....

He doesn't even have a name yet.

Where to begin?

What happens when you are so far behind and have so much to say that you don't know where to begin?

Here's a summary:

Vegas, bachelorette party, bridal shower, beach house, camping, Montana, NDH's graduation, baby boy born (horse), baby girl born (little cousin), Jax's baptism, Iowa, packing, MEMPHIS!

More to come, but here is a preview.