My younger son, a teenager, is smitten with horses. He, like my other sons, has always been given a horse that I have purchased or raised. After showing his mare at horse shows and taking her on trail rides and camping, we decided it was a good time to produce a foal with her. He chose a stallion, we paid the stud fee, paid for the vet care, mare care while she was at the stallion’s facility. We paid the registry the $400 to sweepstakes nominate the foal in utero.

My son spent the gestation time of 11 months anxiously waiting for his foal. He made plans as to names and how he would raise it. About 10 days before she was due to foal, she started pouring milk, which was not normal. While my son was out of town for the weekend, his mare delivered a dead foal. We were all heartbroken. It was a perfect chestnut filly, with a small blaze face, a hind white sock. She would have been 1/2 Egyptian Arabian, and the other half Fadjur and Sidi-Brahim breeding.

We buried the foal, and when my son returned we tried to console him. He understood, this is the risk taken when breeding animals. Life happens. Unbeknownst to him, I had purchased the book ,The Secret. I saw that maybe, this was the answer. I became grateful that our mare was all right. I saw that the future will bring him another foal. About a month later, something happened that astounded me. I received a call from a lady who I had trained a couple of horses for years ago. I hadn’t spoken to her in a year or two. She asked me if I would be interested in purchasing a filly from her at a reduced price, much less than what it was valued at. I didn’t really even ask many questions, I explained that I really couldn’t afford any price at this time. I was sorry but, I would pass the word that she had this filly for sale. About a week later, she insisted I come see her. It was 5 hours away so my husband and I made the trip. As I approached the barn I felt happy. Then I rounded the corner and saw the filly. She was exactly what we had lost, only a year older. Chestnut with the same white markings! Her sire was Egytian Arabian, her Dam was a Fadjur Sidi-Brahim cross, and she was sweepstakes!

Then an astounding thing happened. My husband and I had already decided that we just could not afford to purchase a horse. We had hauled a horse down to that area and were fully intentioned to haul an empty trailer back home. The lady had tears in her eyes, she said,” just take her. I will give her to you.” We were astounded! This was a $10,000. horse. Worth every penny.
We had not told this lady what had happened. She had no idea that we had lost our filly. She just wanted this filly to go to a loving home, where she would be used. Shown and ridden. She told me that I had always been honest and good hearted in my horse business and my life. She said, “Just look at this as your reward.”

So this coming weekend, my son is going to show his new filly in her first show. She is loving and gentle and beautiful!

Life will send to you what you need. Always look forward.