In Memory Of Little Mo 


In Memory Of Little Mo 


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MANAGING GRIEF

The loss of a heart horse

To lose a heart horse or in-fact any animal that you have a truly special bond with can feel like losing part of your soul, yourself, your DNA........

For those of you who have suffered the loss of a heart horse or pony, I hope that the story of my journey in grief and the ways in which I have found that help with managing grief, may help give you comfort and help you in your own personal journey.

How to use the sections

If you are reading this, it’s highly probable that you have lost a wonderful horse or pony that you absolutely adored. You may be just interested in the rest of our story or more likely, you want to see if anything can help you with your grief.

I hope that some of what I have written here can help you. I know that when I lost Mo, I was inconsolable and didn’t know which way to turn. I sought out helpful websites and information in my plight for comfort. What started out as a very small section in the story of my life with Mo, quickly expanded into something which not only still gives me comfort but which I hope will continue to help others. 

There are several sections under the main grief tab which I hope you will find helpful. They include my own loss, how grief can feel, different types of grief, guilt and regret, how others may react, what you can do to help you cope with your emotions and what is ‘normal’ in grief. 

I’ve also written about how I coped with anniversaries (I like to call them angelversaries), for instance, anniversaries of Mojo’s death, Christmases and my own birthday,

There are also recollections of my own personal journey over the last 2 1/2 years and how my feelings and emotions have changed. There is a Contact Page but also feel free to message me at

pennie_newman@icloud.com

Where I am now in my journey

It’s been 2 1/2 years and I really can say that I now feel happy and thankful for life and the pleasures it brings. I still miss Mojo every single day and I never bought another pony, but I enjoy the little things, the sunrise and sunset, the birds in the garden and then there are the bigger things like family and my wonderful little dog. It’s not impossible to find happiness again, it’s just different, that’s all. There will always be that empty spot that nothing can fill, but I accept it now and carry it with me along with thanks for all the wonderful times we had.

I want people to know that they are not alone in grieving heavily for their horses, or any animal, there is no shame in it and there can be light at the end of that dark tunnel.