Farewell to My "Bella" Horse Friend, "Ace", Death of My Horse

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In Loving Memory of My Beautiful Thoroughbred "Ace" (1985 - 2009)

"Nothing is more sacred as the bond between horse and rider... No other creature can ever become so emotionally close to a human as a horse. When a horse dies, the memory lives on because an enormous part of his owner's heart, soul, very existence dies also... but that can never be laid to rest, it is not meant to be..."

~ Stephanie M. Thorn

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When you look beyond the fenceline and see that I'm not there,

Please remember that I'll never forget how much you really cared.

I appreciate all the love you put into my soul,

Often making me feel as though I was, once again, a newborn foal.

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When you look beyond the fenceline and see an empty space

I'm hoping for thoughts of joy to replaces those tears on your face.

Although our time together was taken away too soon,

I'll always be watching over you through the sun, stars, and moon.

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When you look beyond the fenceline you should not feel all alone.

For a part of you came with me the day I went to God's home.

And although I didn't want to, so soon, to be put to rest

I assure you, dear friend, that my spirit and soul still feel the very best.

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When you look beyond the fenceline and think of me for awhile.

Remember all the fun we shared and those times I made you smile.

Remember how we'd run the fields, but never run away

I'll never forget your gentle touch on my coat of bay.

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So, when you look beyond the fenceline don't think we're far apart

For every time you think of me, I'm right there in your heart.

~ author unknown

Buona Notte, my dear friend. You blessed my life with your gentleness, grace, majesty and beauty. I pray that I see you again in heaven.

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Amore, amore, amore,

~ bella

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Back from AZ and Spring Break: Happy and Sad Events

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Well, it has been a very emotion-filled week for me, lots of highs and lows . . . what life always brings . . . reminding me of simply 'being ALIVE'!  Visiting my mother and father in their golden years was very special; time is precious and flies so quickly by. . . every moment is precious. My father's health is very up and down, with his body being very fragile. . . the mind just as sharp as a pin, but the body just going with age.



Then something happened: I asked my parents to heat up their hot tub so I could just sit in it and enjoy the beautiful Arizona weather and sunshine. Then my mother decided to get in and join me. The next day my father decided to take the plunge and join both my mother and me. My dad started to put his aching bones next to the water jets for an aquatic massage. . . the results of this simple act were, well, simply amazing!



My father was able to sleep through the night without pain; he was able to walk without pain the next morning; and he was even able to do 2 1/2 minutes on his glider-exerciser!  My parents said that they hadn't been in that hot tub for THREE YEARS! And in one 15 minute period, my father felt renewed! What a joy to find treatment for one's aches and pains, literally in their own backyard!
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My parents, Italo (Bud) and Retha (Santi) Corieri

at Pane e' Vino Ristorante, Scottsdale, AZ

During my visit I was able to sit and quilt with my mother (often frustrated with the quilting directions provided in the instructions!). And we were able to dine at 3 incredible Italian eateries in the Valley of the Sun.
Although my trip felt short, I knew that I needed to get back home early to my sweetie, W.D., and to just get back into the state of mind for teaching next week again.

The next morning after my return flight, Saturday morning, my wonderful 24 year old Thoroughbred fell extremely ill with colic, and at his age, it was not curable. We put him (Ace) to sleep last night and buried him today.

IT WAS ONE OF THE LOWEST POINTS lately in my life. I grieved and could not pull myself out of it. I'm still hurting, and I know that I will for some time. I just can't even talk or write about it, it hurts that bad.

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Osso Bucco Ravioli con Burra e' Salvia

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Osso Bucco Ravioli con Burra e' Salvia

Here is a photo of a wonderful lunch dish that my mother and I enjoyed, but it was most expensive: $17.00 for 5 ravioli! YIKES! But we had to try it. The restaurant/Italian grocer in Scottsdale, AZ is called Andreoli's. The prices are a bit too high for what you get and the owner is a bit on the snotty side. No reason for it, just no reason for it at all.

This dish is home-made ravioli stuffed with ground osso bucco (and seasoning), drizzled with olive oil, butter, garlic and sage. It was extremely wonderful. All the flavors were perfect together. Now I am going to be on the hunt to try and find and/or create this recipe.

A beautiful round ball-shaped cactus in my parents' backyard

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