King Aedan




My beloved five year-old Irish Sport Horse Aedan was with us for a short time. He made the trip from Ireland, after many months of anticipation and planning. While I was awaiting his arrival, my family and I were going through a rather difficult time. It was the thought of Aedan and his beautiful face that kept us going.

Aedan succumbed, at the tender age of five, to a malady beyond my understanding. He had a liver problem, which would be impossible to know given his regal beauty and presence.

He was a magical horse who, I believe, was sent to us by God as a source of comfort during a difficult time. Like the magical white horse of Celtic legend, Tirnanog, who lives forever and comes to earth only to help people who need him. I believe Aedan's soul, like Tirnanog, is back in Ireland, and will return when someone else is in need.

Goodbye, Aedan, and thank you.






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