That little girl has radar! Lisa mixed and matched until she found the right combination of herd members for Jube to hang with - so important for her well-being. She is confident and cute and whip smart and, most of all, safe and loved. From the incredibly enormous place in my heart that held its breath when Jubie was born and celebrates each of her new successes, I am so, so grateful for Lisa.
There are dozens of other stories like this, dozens where Lisa has stepped in and provided sanctuary, pretty much single-handedly, to horses and donkeys and other critters with horrifying back stories and little to no chance of survival or salvation - if it weren't for Lisa. I don't know how she does it. I don't know how she finds herself able to step into the face of the horridness and say "I will make a difference here."
We have done that a few times - rescued. I can tell you, it changed our lives in a million ways, all for the better. The last horse we rescued, Papa - we called him Papa - was old and hard used and had suffered far too long without love or even basic human kindnesses. He lived the final 11 months of his life with us and he touched - no, created - a place in my heart I cannot even begin to fit my own two arms around. Papa. One horse. Lisa's dozens - how very very big must be the place in her heart.
And there it is, the thing I want to talk about with you, with Lisa, except I don't know how. You see, something happened this weekend on Lisa's watch, something she shared on the Rescue's Facebook page. In the end, a horse lost its life and, oh there is deep sadness in that, but my deeper grief comes from seeing the sheer size of the wound it left on her heart and I felt anxious that perhaps the heaviness would be too much, that holding such a big place in your heart for these vulnerable souls could consume you, until you cannot hold yourself up - alone.
Not one of us may be able to do what Lisa does, but any one of us can appreciate it, provide support for it, give a shoulder, give a damn, say the right words at the right time, show how very much it matters, how very much they matter. I know that Lisa fell down, but that she has dusted herself off and, right now, is probably feeding, or dragging, or doing one of the thousand daily things she knows needs to be done to keep her charges safe and cared for. I want Lisa to be safe and cared for. If you have read this far, please do something for me, whatever works for you, but please, acknowledge Lisa. Go to the Rescue's website or Facebook page. Say kind words. Make a donation. From the place in your heart that you hold for such things, show her loving kindness and support. I will be eternally grateful.