Discussion in 'Sticky Topics For Open Discussions' started by samm, Jan 24, 2009.
finding a pony that doesnt mind having to wear purple and being kissed.
Love is looking at the right time
and looking from the right angle
when their ribbons make their head look big
and to see that their trying even though their failing and NEVER giving up
love is......having fun and never forgetting what horse ownership is really about
Love Is Relaxing with your best friend
Love is remembering that very last day to every detail, to hearing his words ring in your ears and that warmth around your shoulders from that last hug..from there very last day.
Love is still missing them, always.
Rest in Peace
02/04/1991 - 02/08/2009
Love doesn't make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.
love is... never letting go
love iss, when horses lend us the wings we lack
Love is picking myself up, dusting myself off, and trying again, no matter how many times I fail. Love is trying everything and never ever giving up, no matter how hard it is. Love is the blood, sweat and tears, and the effort I put in so he can reach his full potential. Love is being more stubborn than he is - for his own good.
Love is FACING MY FEARS and helping him face his.
I love you always, pretty boy. Never forget that <3
Love, is falling asleep in his arms, and waking up to him telling you he loves you.
Love is a pure gift.
You have to earn the love,
and you need to treat it right if you are to hang onto it
It is not a god given right, that you can abuse and still expect to have,
and blood connection does not automatically get you a persons love,
I have watched love die.
Its a slow, painful death, with much heartache,
but, in the end it was a neccessary death.
Like a virus, it had spread to others,
They have either died or are terminal.
They thought the blood connection would automatically get the persons love,
They thought they had a god given right, that they could abuse and still have the love,
They stopped treating it right and then it slipped silently out of their grasp,
They stopped earning the love,
And then the pure gift of love was lost to them..........(maybe forever?)
The moral of this story is to never take the love of family, friends and lovers forgranted for you may just wake up one day to find that you have pushed them away. Everyone has their own limit.
Love like there will be no tommorrow, and hope that you get loved back in the same manner.
Debs my Friend you are so Bloody Right **)
Huge Hugs from me!!!
You are a Terrific Mate & a Fantastic Mother
There Loss i say
Thanks Paula....you get it aye!
Love is...friends that 'get it'!)
"That special kiss after a fun ride"
"Seeing everybody helping to get a job done"
"Getting your first ever ribbons with you favorite pony"
"When they pull that perfect goofy smile, just as you have you camera ready"
Lovely thread guys **)
love is... one last hug goodbye before the pain ends
sorry for the size i did resize it i swear!!
Darn those pets that come into our lives, bring us so much joy and laughter, then move on. Bless them!
thanks justjam.... its coming up to one year soon since i had my beautiful boy PTS. i dont know who it hit harder me or my son. probably me coz that dog, my gorgeous 'only a mother could love that face' arnie, was my shadow and my baby. rescued him but i can almost garantee he was badly in bred and had almost every issue boxers can get. on that last day he got hugs from everyone, i took him to the vet, he laid down at my feet and i held him while they injected him. he looked at me sighed and put his head in my lap. i bawled like a baby... am doing it again just remembering it all... damn sentimental moments!!
Love is that moment when all your problems disappear and the innocence of a young soul makes you feel invincible..
...the biggest parallel spread you've ever done, and he doesn't think twice about jumping it, because he trusts you to know his limits
...trying that very narrow jump that looks HUGE, just because you said he should
...the first rosette, which somehow coincides with your lucky number - your 3rd 3rd place, in your 3rd competition with him, in the 3rd class you entered him in for the day
All good things come in 3's
When I drive past your cross, not having the strength to pull in and pay you the respect that you deserve, i'm sorry.
For going to your funeral, and not crying the tears that should have been shed for you, i'm sorry.
For not giving you the worlds biggest bear hug when I last saw you, i'm sorry.
Creating this freestyle test for States, in your name. Dedicated for you, is as much as I feel i can do.
I miss you.
I need you back Kalidchops.