| You died on a Friday morning. It was cloudy, chilly, and misty. I knew the night before that you would be leaving the next day. I was going to have you put to sleep. I woke up at 5:15 AM, trying to reach you with my thoughts. "Let go.", I said. "Just let go." When Wally left the house, I gave him an apple to give to you. He came home at 6:45, and told me that you were lying in the pasture by the pond, and fading fast. I ran out as fast as I could. I saw you lying there, and I thought you had gone already. I yelled for you to wait...wait for me. I got to you, and you were still there. Still in your body. You didn't want to go. I bent my face to your ear and I said: "You can go. I'm here. King...I'm here. You can go." And then you died. Your pupils dilated and you died. I closed your eyes. I took off your leg wraps. I left your blankets on, but covered you with a white blanket. I put rose petals over you. Then I threw the stems in the pond. And I left your body there. I went home to my family. I'm afraid this sadness is too much. I can't seem to put into words what you meant to me. It's as though my childhood and everything that I had before I started my own family...died with you. I'm not sure....where to go now. Thirteen and a half years we had. It flew by. I hope I didn't fail you too many times. Leave you alone too many times. Thirteen and a half years are now reduced to a small pile of photographs. That's all that's left of us. Other than what's in my heart. Is it possible that you waited for me...waited until I got there so that you can leave. You always did that. You wouldn't go out the pasture gate until I patted you and said hello. Moved your forelock out of your eyes. Satisfied, you would go out the gate. Is it possible that I meant as much to you as you meant to me. I closed your stall door. And the gate to the front pasture. I don't think I'll ever open them again. No other horse could take your place. You were my only one. There's no one else in the whole world like you....no animal, and no person. You were the heart and I was the mind. Together, we were unstoppable. I'm finding my way back to "me" again... but it will be difficult without you. I can't remember a time when there was a "me" without "you". Just as Wally said....if someone knew me, they knew you. Until we meet again. Lisa 11-20-06 |
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| I miss you. I miss your face. I used to count the fall seasons that we had left until I went to college. It turns out that you went with me anyways. Now I'm counting the fall seasons since you've been gone. It's hard starting at one. I miss your kindness. I miss your warmth and your fuzzy face. I miss how we would go galloping up the hill, with my arms out like wings.I can't wait until we can do that again. Love, Lisa |
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