Just remember your alien, has no power greater than God.
Thank you for reminding me of that.
And thank everyone for their prayers and support. I am at home. The past few days have been tough. We are hoping that when we see the Dr. on the 6th, he will have no choice other than to do something. Art said that no matter what, he will get me up on Woody tomorrow. I don't want a saddle, I want to FEEL him under me. I love it when a horse shudders. It is supposed to be cold and windy, but I don't care. I have had horses most of my life, they have always been my blessing and my sanity. Now I can only watch them thru the bay windows in my living room. I watch Art playing with them in the pastures, that used to be "US" doing that. I miss Dreamer's hugs every night, Jasmine asking me for more feed. Ziggi rubbing on me like a cat, Miranda calling Ziggi when she don't go straight into her room, Dayja pinning her ears at me. Sugar asking for nose scratches. Cricket playing catch me if you can every night up and down the isle in the barn..
Dillion and his HUGE Doe eyes and beautiful mane, telling me with just one look he loves me.
Shooter just being Shooter, Gunny waiting for his nightly scratch and hug. Arizona knocking the feed buckets out of my hands and me pointing my finger at him saying don't do that again! And Woody letting me wrap my arms and legs around his neck, and lifting me 4 feet off the ground and then gently putting me down. I am sorry to vent like this, I just feel like I am losing control of my life. And I LOVED my LIFE the way it was!!! I guess I am feeling sorry for myself, no I am felling sorry for myself. I have at lot to look forward to and I am. I have my faith and fate in the Lord my God, he has already written my book, now we will just have to wait and see what he has written for me. Art will take pics of me and Woody, pictures of me and my horses are always soo priceless to me. I will post one of me and my Big Gentle 29 yo Giant. Theresa