I'm doing better today. I can tell that the prayer-ers are 'working'. Every time the images/sadness overwhelm me, I sense a Blanket of 'Peace' enveloping me, and I'm able to think about other 'stuff'. LOL...it's gonna take a couple/few days before my eyes STOP lookin' like a druggie's. (heh...no 'bags', more like steamer trunks)
For the sake of my heart, I've made the decision to REFUSE to dwell on things, and to take the space to heal. I know that it's going to be a while before I am a part of the daily feedings. (hubby and kids will have to take over) I always looked forward to Twister's whinny and run, at grain time, and it's gonna be too hard, right now, NOT to see that.
I did a bunch of 'research' on the net, aging horses by their teeth. From what I've seen/read, she was well over 30. (when she was 'down', I could look and poke around in her mouth. We couldn't do such a thorough exam when she was 'up and around')
She's in good company at The Rainbow Bridge.