Barry, I going to tell you the story of why we have horses. I don't share this often and like you, well it brings back lots of memories and the emotions that go with it.
My wife of 28 years had a son named Greg. He was my stepson and although not my blood, I raised him from age six and I loved him like he was mine.
About 5 years ago I was away for work, in Atlanta, when my wife called. She could barely talk, crying like a baby. Her only child, her wonderful son, was dead at 31.
She quit her job and sat in her chair, not the passionate woman I married but rather, someone who lost her will to go on. She didn't move for days and days turned into weeks, weeks into months. I though she was just going to sit in that chair and wait to die herself.
She had always wanted a horse and we had a couple of horses some twenty years in the past and I was desperate to find something to heal her heart. So I bought her a colt at 4 days old. She visited him several times a week until he was old enough to bring home.
When we got Jack, her colt, she met some other gals who asked her to ride with them and needless to say she didn't have a horse to ride, so, she got Sonny.
Well, she got to having so much fun that she decided I should join them, so, I thought if I must I'm going to ride a Cadillac, so I bought my walking mare Lacy. Lacy and I didn't hit it off immediately, but slowly, over time, we worked though her issues and wow, I never dreamed I'd love a horse so much.
I know the pain this is causing you because I've been to the depths of despair myself.
So, how do you heal a broken heart? With a horse. My wife will never be the same, but she's enjoying life again, and we ride most every weekend except for the hottest months of the summer.
She's passionate about her horses, and the spark is slowly returning.
So, how do you heal a broken heart? With a horse. Your heart will heal in time. How long is time? That's up to you but I know that it's possible for you to re-kindle the passion you have for DiDi. No, there will never be another DiDi.
I know there is a horse that's just waiting for someone like you to care for it. Who knows, it might steal your heart just like DiDi did. I guess that's up to you.
For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.
Last edited by gunslinger; 08-13-2012 at 10:50 PM.