Missing Out

My plans to attend the Waterloo Hunt Horse Show were thwarted when I had to take care of a time-sensitive but non-serious medical issue.

From the sidelines I contemplated thirty days of (stall) rest and a welcome break from horse show nerves and anxiety. However, I experienced something different. FOMO, “Fear of Missing Out”, nagged at my naptimes and tugged at my heart.

Mid-way through the weekend I couldn’t take it anymore. I made a sandwich, popped five-month-old Teddy into the backseat, and drove to the horse show. The view from the bleachers didn’t compare with the view from the saddle but it did give me reason to cheer and my self-pity slipped away.