Although you were only in
my life for two years, I wouldn't trade those years with you for anything.
You were a patient teacher, a kind soul, and a rare beauty.
With you, I shared moments
of complete understanding and acceptance. I'll never forget that day, just
months before you died, that we shared. We were just 'hanging out' in the
arena together, and you decided to come over to me and take a nap. You stood
over me for what seemed like an hour, and snoozed. You trusted me enough
to let your guard down and just be with me.
One night, I really saw
you, and you saw me. I felt the connection, and although I can't really put
that experience into words, I know that it happened, and I know that you
felt that powerful connection too. It was on one of those nights that I thought
you were colicking (although now I think it was your heart bothering you,
not your stomach), and we were walking around and around in the yard. Suddenly,
you looked at me, and I SAW you. We were the only beings on this earth,
for just that moment.
I'll never forget you,
and I would do anything to spend just one day with you again.