Time heals. The raw immediacy of the final moments fades and slips behind the older memories of happier times.I pulled out some old photo albums last night and looked at pictures of our first years together. They pulled up old memories and made me smile.
I remember after my first horse went, once the tearing loss had eased I made a point of recalling some incident from his life every time the memory of his death came up. I'm not quite there yet, but soon I hope. Experience tells me it will help.
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