“Don’t Cry for the Horses…”
A good friend of mine (who also happens to be my trainer) had to put her partner down today.
I have to say, in the back of my head, as I went to see my little gray mare today, I kept wondering how I would cope when the time came to say good bye to her too.
I think I’ve touched upon retirement and death regarding our equine friends before, but for once this hit home a little close for me.
My little gray mare is not mine; I do not own her, but she has captured a rather substantial part of my heart. I believe I have mentioned before that upon the move to this area I was very unhappy. Our paths crossed and I owe her for bringing me the greatest joy and fun that I could imagine out here. Watching her age, and in particular this winter took its toll on her, I feel the need to do all I can to help her achieve her younger lifestyle. But I also need to remind myself that she will be 19 this year. And while I figure once the snow all melts, she’ll be back to her springy self, there comes a time when you just need to let nature take its course.
I guess my point here is, that I hope my friend will cross paths with a very special horse and, like me, will be granted the joy and thrill of another lifelong partner.
Lesson Learned: Grief and mourning are a part of life, just like first love; it takes time to grow until acceptance and then you will find happiness in your life again.
