Oh muumie, my heart breaks for you.
Please, do not blame yourself. You gave your beautiful girl a WONDERFUL life, after much hardship and pain. If I remember correctly, she was a very sad and broken little filly, and you gave her life. I also recall that she had many times where you weren't sure that she would make it to be useful, or even truely happy. Times when some may have just given up and put her down for lack of wanting to 'waste' their time on a 'broken' horse.
You, Muumie, did nothing wrong. Horses are horses...they will do as they please. She could have just as easily injured herself in another way. You did not know that the fence post would bring sadness or pain, you were innocent. You loved your mare and you gave her a second chance at life. You believed in her and you worked hard to help her. What more could a loyal horse ask for?
This was a tragic accident, and one that will remain with you forever. But do not let it's weight lie on your shoulders. Its too heavy of a burden for you to bear. Instead, remember the good times with your girl, and reflect on how happy she made you, and you made her. Her quality of life would have been nothing without you. It is only because of you that she even had a person who loved her to leave behind. Otherwise, who knows what she would have been? She was no looker as a yearling, but you saw her as the diamond in the rough that she was, and you hand picked her. She had so much to be grateful for. So much that many horses do not have. She had unconditional love!
I will be thinking of you this evening, and I'm sending Kenzie's and my love to you. May your beautiful mare run forever, pain free, where grass is unlimited, injury is unspoken of, and she can look down and watch over you, as your very own guardian horse.
Don't mourn for me
Dear owner, kind and true.
I know that you will miss me
As I will also think of you.
We shared so many secrets;
Those you whispered in my ear.
I've kept those secrets for you
Lest anyone would hear.
And in return you've kept me
From being turned out in the cold.
You've fed, watered, and cared for me
While we both grew old.
But God had called and needs me;
He says that it is time
I claim that sweet reward
In a kinder, green clime.
He promises sweeter clover,
Clear water, rich and pure.
I'll never have to suffer
From wounds that humans cannot cure.
I'll romp and play all day
With others he has called hither.
I'll have so many new friends
That will scratch upon my wither.
I'll be watching out for you
When comes your judgment day
And together towards the pearly gates
We again will ride away!