Wednesday July 6 2016
I hope you can still hear me.
The day you left this world, the bottom fell out of mine.
When you left, you sucked some of the oxygen out of the air.
You stole away some of the light and laughter in the world.
You each left a corner of my heart in shreds, one that will never quite heal.
Your light, your laughter, your hugs, your joy, all of it stolen from me, from all of us, too soon.
Nobody asked my opinion, but this is it: It was unfair and I wasn't ready.
I look forward to the day I can laugh about the memories, instead of cry about the sadness, when thinking of you.
I will always, always think of you both when I ride.
Farewell, my dear friends. See you again on the other side. Until then, happy trails on good horses.