This is a continuation from my Thursday’s post, Remembering When …
The thunder boomed and Wally dove under the table. Samuel shook his head, poor dog, hated thunderstorms.
He grabbed Wally’s favorite treat and threw it under the table.to him. Samuel felt sorry for Wally but personally he enjoyed thunderstorms
One of his fondest memories had to do with a thunderstorm. Sitting in his Lazy Boy recliner Samuel let himself travel back in time. The time that he first met HER. Almost 30 years ago, back when he was only 20.
It had been a miserable day and all he wanted was to get home and unwind. But as Mutphy’s law would have it, his apple red Ford Ranger died on him. To make matters worse he was on back mountain roads, not much hope of seeing anyone. He would have to start walking. At least it was still daylight.
Grumbling to himself about his rotten luck, he started down the road. It was the dog days of summer. Didn’t take long before sweat was running down his face. There wasn’t even the slightest breeze. Couldn’t he catch some kind of break!
He was going to let his freezer door wide open when he got home. Stand smack dab in front of it letting the cold air blast him.
What was that? He thought he heard something. He looked one direction and another and his eyes found her. Instantly he was mesmerized by her beauty. She was headed straight for him and he was enraptured, unable to speak.
Closer and closer she came over the ridge, her dark eyes watching him. Samuel tried his hardest to stand still, he didn’t want any sudden movements to scare her away.
The closer she drew to him the faster his heart beat. All negative thoughts about his truck breaking down and the heat of the day had flown from his mind, as he stared at her flowing black mane.
He had always loved horses and now here was one galloping towards him. She got just a few feet away and stopped.
Samuel moved slowly towards her and one time she raised up on her hind legs and neighed, scaring him good!
That made him stop. She was a wild horse, he knew not to get too close. He was elated enough with having the chance to get as close as he did.
They had stood there, horse and man, staring at each other. One being awestruck by the beauty and power of the horse and the other one wondering how much to trust.
Samuel felt frozen in spot when it happened. The moment that embedded itself so deep in his brain, he would never forget.
The magical moment when she had come close enough to him for him to touch. His breathing had been irregular, while questioning about reaching out his hand?
Time stood still as he reached out his hand and touched her head. The moment wasn’t long but for him it lasted forever. He watched her turn away and go galloping back into the mountains. Standing there he watched until she was out of sight. He couldn’t help but wonder. Why had she come?
Rain started falling but Samuel didn’t care. He had witneseed beauty in motion.
Thunder boomed, that got his attention. The clouds were darkening. He headed back for his truck. He may as well stay dry. There was no hurry to get home.
Getting into the truck he waited out the storm. It had been a quick one. Then without thinking he put the keys in the ignition and the truck started! He was happy but the thing had been totally dead, what had made it start?
His day was turning around and as he pulled away, he was truly thankful for the special moment in time. A time to remember that life’s surprises are around every corner. Even on what you think is your worst day!
Samuel smiled, meeting Madelyn, his midnight mare, was always such a poignant memory to revisit.
Wally had come out from under the table, the storm was calming down. He sprawled out in his cozy dogbed right beside the recliner. Samuel bent down to pet him.
Then he looked out the window, the sun was starting to set and the panoramic light show was beginning.
Samuel’s eyes grew large with wonder. She was there again. Her mane blowing in the wind.
Within minutes the horse galloped away. His Madelyn had been visiting him for years. Eversince that day they first met.
He scratched Wally behind the ears. “We got another visit from her old buddy. We never know when she may come, which is why its good that I am no longer the conductor of a train.’ Wally rolled over for his belly to be rubbed. Samuel laughed. Wally was a good listener as long as Samuel didn’t forget the important things, like belly rubs.
“Wally, did I tell you what happened one dark night, when I was with my friend Mason? Oh poor Mason…” Samuel chuckled as he remembered, and then continued on.
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