”Anyone with a heart, with a family, has experienced loss. No one escapes unscathed,” Luanne Rice, Author
Today is the anniversary of my dear departed Sportie’s ‘Gotcha Day,’ and I still cry en route to the stables. I still remember my drive home that dark night four months ago. I felt a part of him remained with me, and I whispered to him, “Thanks for everything, Sportie. Thanks for a great ride but thanks even more for catching all my tears through a rough three years. Who’s gonna catch them now?”
During my time as Sportie’s rider, I spent every spare second I could at the stables in an effort to maintain my sanity. He caught my tears when my middle son moved away from home, when my mom and later on my brother-in-law with MS had to be admitted into nursing homes, and when - within the space of nine months – they were admitted into their heavenly homes.
But then I lost him, my Tear Catcher. However, I’ve learned that all horses have waterproof manes. Before long I was wrapping my arms around Peachie Girl’s neck and telling her how much I missed her friend Sport. Sportie was irreplaceable, but thankfully for whatever sanity I still have, she has been filling in just fine for him.
Overall this has been a rough year, not just for me but for many of my loved ones. As 2017 draws to a close, it’s going to take a little extra work to put on a smile for our “Happy Holidays.” An integral part of our family with whom we just toasted Thanksgiving has been tragically, unexpectedly taken from us and will not be joining us in a Christmas Eve toast. Another family member is bravely dealing with Parkinson’s. A good friend is facing her first holiday season since her son passed away.
For those of us who struggle with finding our part in “Joy to the World” this month, we must make sure to schedule extra “Stable Time” on our calendars, no matter how full they already are. It might be the best gift we could give ourselves.