The Story Of Patches Remembering Me...

Along the way now and then I have been blessed with those bright, amazing touch of wonder moments.  Those rare moments when magic happens.

Not long after Patches came into my life, I had yet another spine surgery.  Through no fault of my dear surgeon everything went wrong.  I suddenly began bleeding out thirteen hours in.  Immediately following nineteen hours of surgery, a huge hematoma formed on my spinal cord and began pressing on it.  I was becoming paralyzed.  My surgeon rushed back in, and it took another four hours to remove the hematoma.  Twenty-three hours in surgery that day!😱

Two days later on Christmas Day in ICU, my dear surgeon and I discovered I still had a tiny bit of movement in a few toes.  For all I was worth I focused on my toes until they ALL eventually began moving.  Then my feet, legs.  I had a full life to get back to!

The spine surgery was two days before Christmas.  It was Spring when I finally reached the place where I could walk with a cane instead of a walker.  I wondered if Patches would still remember me.  He was only six months old when I "disappeared," and now he was ten months old! 

One bright Sunday friends from the farm offered to take me with them to the farm since I still couldn't drive.  

The farm was busy that day.  I was so touched because many had come out when they heard I was going to be there, and we were all so thrilled to finally see each other again!

I saw Patches way off in the distance high on a hill.  Someone offered to go get him for me.  

"Thank you!  First, please wait a moment," I said.  

I cupped my hands and called his name.  Suddenly Patches head shot up and he began excitedly looking around as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing.  I called again and waved my arms.

All of a sudden he loudly neighed and began flying 

down that field.  Then he briefly disappeared into the small grove of trees.  Suddenly Patches burst out the other side at full gallop charging up the hill at the same time so excited, he was trying to neigh but was squeaking instead.

EVERYTHING but Patches stopped right where they were, watching.  Tough horsemen were wiping tears from their eyes.  We all realized we were witnessing something very beautiful and magical.  Even all the horses stopped and watched the scene.

Patches slammed to a stop a few feet from me, then walked up to me happily rubbing his head up and down me again and again.  Oh my, did he ever remember me!

This...was indeed...one of those amazing...rare, "touch of wonder" gems in life I will hold forever and never let go from my grasp.💫🐎💕🐎💫

        Patches charging up the hill at full gallop to me.  

Before I could take the next photo Patches was already happily rubbing his head up and down me again and again.  Everyone there, especially me, had tears pouring down our cheeks because we all knew we had just witnessed the very wonder, magic and power of love.