I cherish
your memory. Time has passed. You were so strong, yet so delicate. You were my little colt, orphaned at 1 month
to turn into a tall black horse. What a
pistol as a weanling, yearling, 2 year old.
So small and so light on your feet that I could almost pull you over on the
lunge line. So graceful as a 3 and 4 year
old. So easy to ride. Your lope was lovely. I miss you so much. I cherish the years we had together, even
though so few, yet so meaningful.
Over the
past 3 years, the grief has turned into pain, into heartache, into sadness and
guilt and into so many questions. Why? Why now?
Why so soon? Understanding comes
in time. I still don’t understand. But I don’t grieve. I am sad and my heart still aches. But I can think of you without crying. Even though a lump forms in my throat when I
think like this. I was able to hang a
picture of you this year. I have looked
at photos of you and me. Now I think of
what we had and I don’t think so much of what we missed out on. The good memories need to come so this
terrible lump and tears forming in my eyes go away. With time, comes acceptance. I have accepted the fact that you are
gone. I just don’t like it though. Sometimes, I catch myself just looking out
into the fields and thinking and remembering.
I feel you there, even when I’m on a different horse.
“Acceptance,
though a hard thing to do, is an essential thing that helps you to improve in
life. When you accept a friend as such with his plus and minuses, you gain
friendship. When you accept a past deed, you prepare yourself to face the
future, when you accept a situation, you become more comfortable. Acceptance is
the essence of life and if we try to shun away from acceptance, life becomes a
bed of thorns.
As K C
Theisen said, acceptance is not submission; it is an acknowledgement of the
facts of the situation. It also helps you to decide your future course of
action. Those who accept things that cannot be changed are as wise as grass
that grows in the riverbeds and those who refuse to accept are like trees
there. When a storm blows, the grass accepts and survives but the tree falls to
the power of the wind. Acceptance is an important character that we have to
inculcate in us, to survive successfully in this world.”
I will love
you forever. I will miss you
forever. Until we can meet at Heaven’s
Bridge and you can carry me home. I’m
not crying. I look up to the heavens to
watch you gallop by.
Finny
May 26, 2001
- October 10, 2009
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