I never had a consistent wish; I did have a dream, though. I dreamed I had a horse, a beautiful, tall, brown horse. I rode him and we went all over the place together. He would pop up in the middle of a nightmare and carry me to safety and good dreams. I saw him often, and it made me want a horse along with my sister, Megan.
Meggie was crazy over horses, and I learned why. Playing horse became a favorite game. Maybe that's why Mama got all four of us horse sticks. When I first saw mine, I was delighted. It was brown with a white diamond on his forehead, just like my dream horse! I named him Jackie.
Years flew by, and we moved twice. I hardly ever dreamed of Jackie, but when I did, he faithfully led me to a good dream.
One day, we went to the feed store and the owner told us we could pet the horses around back. I went from stall to stall in the big barn, petting each horse by turn. Suddenly, I saw him. A tall brown horse stood across the barn. When I reached his stall, I saw the white star on his forehead. I stood there, petting his head, when Delaney said, "His name is Jack," pointing to the horse I was petting. I couldn't believe it, but the horse did. He pushed his head into my hand and gently whinnied. I believe he wanted to go for a ride, a ride to pleasant places full of good dreams.
3 comments:
Dearest Brenna,
That is such a sweet story. I'm glad you had someone watching over you in your dreams. I'm amazed that your rescuer lives nearby. It must have been very surreal for you to meet him in person!
Love,
Aunt Beckie
Brenna,
That is a beautiful and sweet story. It is beautifully written and I am so happy you found Jackie so close to home.
I love you sweetie and I can not wait to see you and be with you again.
Love always,
Grandma
That's a beautiful story and very sweet. Very nicely written and again a wonderful story to tell.
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