I will share a bit more, this is a pic of my husband, the night our colt, Matan Oberon was born. The mare had severe complications, the foal was stuck inside of her, with few moments to spare, my husband reached inside, turned his head and pulled him out... her last gift was allowing us to milk her...
I look at this pic often, as I now see the deep concern in my husbands face, the bottle is empty; but if you look closely at Obie, he is not concerned at all - he has someone who loves him...
Obie is now two - curious how it all turned out?? You can find out at youtube - type in MatanOberon...
The Peterman Connection you ask?? Ah, yes - even Peterman knows there are moments in life that redefine you.
REading your added comments gave me chills ! What a great experience for you and your husband . Nature at its finest with the little added help by us humans.... I love this picture. I bet your husband will never foregt this and his little foal will always be very psecial to him.....
Wow, to all of you who responded, many many thanks from the bottom of my heart. I forgot to add a few details to the story... see I had three dreams, and in all three the mare died and a colt was born... that is why I bought the baby bottles. I named him Oberon before he was born. The day he was born, the roads flooded, the vet was unable to reach us until after he was born. In the last few moments of her life, she whinnied to see her baby... when I pulled him to her, well, that moment, that look in her eyes, it is something that stays in my heart.
You might be wandering about the name Matan - it is Hebrew for "The Gift." In another story, maybe to be shared one day, this colt saved me - he is truly a gift to my soul.
Here is the link if you are curious:
This sweet story brought a tear to my eye....The gift of life is given to us in many strange but wonderful ways. Thank you for sharing your story revolving around this picture.
Thank you so much for sharing this picture, story and video with us. I cry everytime I see this picture. I've loved horses ever since I was a toddler and started riding when I was 5. I had quarter horses that I showed locally but no huge prize winners yet they were all special. My favorite was a white horse and he saved my life once too. No one who hasn't had horses can't understand the bond that can grow and how loving they can be. My white horse coliced when he was in his 20's and it was in July and so hot. We had 3 Vet's working on him and I would walk him and walk him and then we had to hook him back to his IV's. He was at my parents home and that evening before I left to go to work I looked in his eye's and he laid his head on against me. I knew he would not make it through the night and he did not. Luckily we had a good friend who was with him when he passed. Since my other quarter horse has passed too. I'm married now and don't have anywhere to keep a horse now. The economy is so bad people are giving registered prize winning Arabians, TN walkers, quarter horses away to anyone who can care for them. What I would give to have them again. You are very blessed. I have distant aunts, uncles and cousins in Kentucky so I'm told from my family. They lived in Alabama and all moved to Kentucky but my grandfather who moved here to the mid - atlantic. Sorry to go on. take care and god bless.
Patti and Cts - my apologies for the delay in responding... thank you for your kind workds.
Cts, as I read your story, I started to cry... I can feel your love for horses, and the pain of losing your white horse. I know in my heart your horse knew love from you - the most precious gift we can give them.
Your thoughts are true, it can be difficult to understand the love we have for these creatures. I have dogs and cats, who I love dearly... but horses are different. They challenge us, become mirrors of our souls.
Obie is two now, big, strong and healthy. I am riding him, an amazing feeling. I might just have to post a pic! I always thought he was special, but I am being told daily how amazing he is, his natural movement, etc. We are going to a few shows this summer... but in my heart he has already won all the blue ribbons I need.
Thank you for taking the time to share - my heart tells me you will have your special horse again one day soon.
With warmth,
Jen
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I will share a bit more, this is a pic of my husband, the night our colt, Matan Oberon was born. The mare had severe complications, the foal was stuck inside of her, with few moments to spare, my husband reached inside, turned his head and pulled him out... her last gift was allowing us to milk her...
I look at this pic often, as I now see the deep concern in my husbands face, the bottle is empty; but if you look closely at Obie, he is not concerned at all - he has someone who loves him...
Obie is now two - curious how it all turned out?? You can find out at youtube - type in MatanOberon...
The Peterman Connection you ask?? Ah, yes - even Peterman knows there are moments in life that redefine you.
bobgoestopeterman said...
REading your added comments gave me chills ! What a great experience for you and your husband . Nature at its finest with the little added help by us humans.... I love this picture. I bet your husband will never foregt this and his little foal will always be very psecial to him.....
It's a beautiful story and a beautiful moment captured!
carolynbeller said...
That must have been a very tough time for the two of you.Your mare was a good mama. I'm going to check tosee how the baby is now..sending love!
dylynn said...
LOVE the story and beautiful photo. Thank God for people like you and your husband!
Wow, to all of you who responded, many many thanks from the bottom of my heart. I forgot to add a few details to the story... see I had three dreams, and in all three the mare died and a colt was born... that is why I bought the baby bottles. I named him Oberon before he was born. The day he was born, the roads flooded, the vet was unable to reach us until after he was born. In the last few moments of her life, she whinnied to see her baby... when I pulled him to her, well, that moment, that look in her eyes, it is something that stays in my heart.
You might be wandering about the name Matan - it is Hebrew for "The Gift." In another story, maybe to be shared one day, this colt saved me - he is truly a gift to my soul.
Here is the link if you are curious:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cjfr1P2IPQw
dylynn said...
OMG!!!! Loved the video, the story, the music!! What a beautiful and loving animal!! What beautiful and loving people too!
clotheshag said...
cts said...
Dear Jcordray,
Thank you so much for sharing this picture, story and video with us. I cry everytime I see this picture. I've loved horses ever since I was a toddler and started riding when I was 5. I had quarter horses that I showed locally but no huge prize winners yet they were all special. My favorite was a white horse and he saved my life once too. No one who hasn't had horses can't understand the bond that can grow and how loving they can be. My white horse coliced when he was in his 20's and it was in July and so hot. We had 3 Vet's working on him and I would walk him and walk him and then we had to hook him back to his IV's. He was at my parents home and that evening before I left to go to work I looked in his eye's and he laid his head on against me. I knew he would not make it through the night and he did not. Luckily we had a good friend who was with him when he passed. Since my other quarter horse has passed too. I'm married now and don't have anywhere to keep a horse now. The economy is so bad people are giving registered prize winning Arabians, TN walkers, quarter horses away to anyone who can care for them. What I would give to have them again. You are very blessed. I have distant aunts, uncles and cousins in Kentucky so I'm told from my family. They lived in Alabama and all moved to Kentucky but my grandfather who moved here to the mid - atlantic. Sorry to go on. take care and god bless.
Patti and Cts - my apologies for the delay in responding... thank you for your kind workds.
Cts, as I read your story, I started to cry... I can feel your love for horses, and the pain of losing your white horse. I know in my heart your horse knew love from you - the most precious gift we can give them.
Your thoughts are true, it can be difficult to understand the love we have for these creatures. I have dogs and cats, who I love dearly... but horses are different. They challenge us, become mirrors of our souls.
Obie is two now, big, strong and healthy. I am riding him, an amazing feeling. I might just have to post a pic! I always thought he was special, but I am being told daily how amazing he is, his natural movement, etc. We are going to a few shows this summer... but in my heart he has already won all the blue ribbons I need.
Thank you for taking the time to share - my heart tells me you will have your special horse again one day soon.
With warmth,
Jen