Saturday, March 14, 2009

The Evidence of God's fingerprints...

I have been wondering for the past few days how to tell this story...

The horses began leaving this week. Sugar, our welsh pony left thursday with my girlfriend jana and while I have complete peace with where she went and know I will see her soon and again and again tears still flowed down my cheeks. After she left I just needed a change of scenery. The hurt was so fresh, I couldn't think straight so I headed to town to our local feed store to get a bale of alfalfa as a treat for the remaining horses.

So I walk into our local feed store and start talking to the guys that work there and tell them about my 28 yr old mare Rio- who most people but me - only see as an extra feed bill in this economy and there stands a woman waiting to place a delivery order and we start talking. She says..."I have a friend that would LOVE her... I will call you tonight."

no call Thursday night.

I spent much of the night tossing and turning as my much loved almost 4 yr old gelding was being moved the next morning, but as I was standing there waiting for his trailer to arrive I got a phone call from the lady that I had met at the feed store. "My friend really wants to me Rio, are you busy?"

so I go out and groom both Rocky and Rio between gasping sobs, knowing it may be the very last time I see him - although the new owners graciously tell me to come visit him ANY time.... ok pull yourself together.... they'll be here soon.

and they are. Thankfully the sobbing was over, and I was more composed. I cried hot tears but somehow it was OK. The man and the wife we sold him to truly love him. I am excited for them both and God placed a peace in my heart....

so now I am waiting again.

Waiting for the woman to come and meet Rio. At about 10:30 they arrive and N. falls in love with Rio. Just like the way I love Rio. And then we talk... and N. says " well I need to check with the stable, we have a new horse coming in.... his stall is all set up, I think they said his name was Rocky...."

I am breathless.

I said..."Did you just say Rocky?"

N. "yes"

I said "that's my horse, the one I told you she would miss because Rio looks at him almost like he is her baby"

They came back and got my Rio gal Friday night. The two were never seperated, but for a few hours that day.

There is even more to this story but the tears are hard to see through, so that will have to be a part 2

I promise soon.

1 comment:

Post Tenebras Lux said...

Oh, so hard. . . . I'm so sorry! I'm glad they're going to good homes.

I know what you mean about R&R. I had mixed feelings about it when it was just us, because it's hard to say goodbye again--but with kids, even harder, I'd imagine. We are already talking about the fact that Daddy will have to leave again after his visit.

As to OPSEC, it scares me! I probably err on the side of sharing less than I could, just because I'd rather be on the safe side.