Oh Beth, I wish Zara could live forever. I wanted to meet her. I’m so sad. I feel like I know and love her. I can’t imagine how you feel.
Zara did all she could with her life. She was ready to rest. She made sure her important work was carried on by someone else of whom she approved. She died in peace in her happiest place. I’d like it if my life could unfold like that.
The grief must be heavy and intense. I wish I could help you to carry it.
Deirdre, we had several conversation, you and I, with me in the pasture and Zara intensely listening. I would love to have you meet the other two in person when you are here and have time. Post-election day, perhaps!
Horses weren’t part of my world as a girl (or since). I always thought the horse obsessed girls were training for boys. Thanks to you, now I know it was so very much more; a spirit-you-all connection (that I later experienced with other four-leggeds under my care).
How you can turn such a wrenching passage into eloquence is stupendous clarity. It’s an honor that you share this experience with us. A hui hou kakou Zara. Ride the magic carpets: wind.
Zara will be part of your heart and soul always, Hottie took on her spirit and knew exactly what you needed at that moment, a connection and peace within your heart.
❤️
Oh Beth, I wish Zara could live forever. I wanted to meet her. I’m so sad. I feel like I know and love her. I can’t imagine how you feel.
Zara did all she could with her life. She was ready to rest. She made sure her important work was carried on by someone else of whom she approved. She died in peace in her happiest place. I’d like it if my life could unfold like that.
The grief must be heavy and intense. I wish I could help you to carry it.
Deirdre, we had several conversation, you and I, with me in the pasture and Zara intensely listening. I would love to have you meet the other two in person when you are here and have time. Post-election day, perhaps!
Yes. Wholeheartedly yes. ❤️
Thank you for letting me know that Zara and I were together through you.
💔
Horses weren’t part of my world as a girl (or since). I always thought the horse obsessed girls were training for boys. Thanks to you, now I know it was so very much more; a spirit-you-all connection (that I later experienced with other four-leggeds under my care).
How you can turn such a wrenching passage into eloquence is stupendous clarity. It’s an honor that you share this experience with us. A hui hou kakou Zara. Ride the magic carpets: wind.
Zara will be part of your heart and soul always, Hottie took on her spirit and knew exactly what you needed at that moment, a connection and peace within your heart.
Aaawww Beth, mahalo for sharing the story of Zara. Many blessings as you celebrate her life.