For my birthday Kevin got me the book “Chosen By A Horse.” I love it. I love everything about the story, the fact it is a memoir, and that it illustrates something I put a lot of stock in.
I am a firm believer in animals being able to heal people. Just like we can heal animals, they can heal us. They teach us to slow down and observe, to really see something or really feel something.
I havent finished the book yet, just a few more chapters. I am at a point that is hard to read, the horse has cancer and the prognosis is bad. But at the same time it is a great part of the story, the horse has overcome so much and so has its caretaker. Which just strengthens my idea that animals can heal people.
I am especially drawn to the story because I see parallels in my own life. Not that a horse has healed me but an animal has. I got Hobbes as a puppy, he was sick and so was I. I nursed him back to health and realized that someone does need me. He has been through so much with me and taught me so much. Now I worry about him, there is a large lump on his side and there are times where he looks at me like he knows there is something wrong.
I will do everything I can do for him, because he has done everything he can do for me…