When the grey and white mare didn’t follow me, it hurt even more. I felt so much grief in not giving this sweet mare the answer she was looking for. To not accept this extraordinary gift. For a long time, that was all I could feel. Pain, despair, grief.

Days later, though, I slowly began to question, and finally, it was my thoughts and not my heart that took charge wondering.

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