That is what I really miss. Being able to have a real intelligent conversation with him, to do things together like we used to.
That is why I liken what I feel and is going on to grieving, you pray, wish, hope, etc. that things will go back to what they were but, even though I am only at the beginning of his issues, it is all downhill from here.

Though if he continues the talk about getting a horse I am going to tell him what my Dad told me when I was 8 or 9 and was pleading for a horse. That he couldn't standing having the horse clomp around the house and up and down the stairs all day following me. That comes to mind when H starts talking about horses.