Vulnerable {Black Beauty & Me}

I don't know what has gotten into me.  I don't like to be sad, and I never watch sad movies.  So what made me think I could survive a sad horse movie marathon, I do not know.  First I watched Black Beauty.  I hadn't seen it in so long and had forgotten it almost entirely.  But since I started blogging about Willow, I've received many comments about our story being like the "Black Beauty" story, so I felt I needed to watch it again.  I think I cried through 90% of it.  The story was actually told by the horse, and one thing he said particularly affected me.  He said:

"We don't get to choose the people in our lives.  For us it's all chance..."

And as I watched Black Beauty being sold and resold, having no choice of his caretakers or responsibilities, being treated so poorly...  As I watched his life evolve from a life of beauty and glory to a life of suffering and shame, and then back to a life of beauty and love, I realized that Willow really is Black Beauty.  And that like him, she is so vulnerable.  It is true... she didn't get to choose me or any of the other people in her life.  But I'd like to think that she would choose me if she had a choice.  Would she choose me? 

I need to be the person for her.  I need to give her the life that she would choose...

And I realize that Willow and I are so much alike.  We are both vulnerable... and perhaps that's a good thing. ♥

 "It is through weakness and vulnerability that most of us... discover our soul."     - Desmond Tutu 

(Michael took this shot of me with Willow last week... I was so ssurprised to see the similarities when I googled "Black Beauty" yesterday.!)