As I slowly prepare to move, I've been sorting, indexing, and packing large portions of my Pony collection. I don't actually have a comprehensive list of what I do or don't have; a lot of my Ponies came from eBay job lots, or from the aforementioned attic finds, so there are duplicates, and Ponies whose names I don't know.
I mentioned on Twitter that I was doing this. And one of my Tweeps, a very lovely paranormal romance writer named Delilah, asked if I had her favorite, a yellow Rainbow Pony Pegasus named Skydancer. She lost her Skydancer in a fire when she was a kid. I understand losing Ponies. Part of why I collect is because I lost my childhood collection before I was ready to part with it. I affirmed that I did have Skydancer, and more, that I had a duplicate, and would she like her?
She would like her.
Skydancer has reached Delilah, and is finally home. I have reunited someone with their favorite Pony. And it strikes me that this is the thing we often don't want to understand about fear, or pain, or grief, or loss. Sometimes, we need to focus on the little things to survive the big ones. When a house burns down, we mourn a toy. When a grandparent dies, we get upset about missing a TV show. It's not being petty. It's coping with small so the big doesn't break you.
To quote Delilah: "I have Skydancer again. It's like a tiny little wound in my soul healed, risen like a rainbow-haired phoenix. What is lost can be found."
I feel like the world is going to be okay today.
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July 20 2011, 02:09:06 UTC 5 years ago
On next week`s episode Mira Grant will also demonstrate the power of sharing as she lends a machete to a young man being menaced by zombies.
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A year or two ago, my husband managed to track it down, and presented me with a copy. My memory of how the book went was wrong (it wasn't three fat pigeons, it was just one fat pigeon, for crying out loud!), but he still managed to find it.
This is one of the many reasons he's my husband. :-) (He also found a copy of a movie I saw in the theatre when I was 9 but had to leave right before the cliffhanger ending....)
Thanks for being awesome, Seanan!
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Come my birthday, it turned out my Mum had reserved him for me. I was the happiest kid for miles. :D
Also I have found a page that lists all the MLP and now I am NEVER GOING TO GET ANY WORK DONE EVER as I spend the day finding out my nine ponies' names again. I have found Cotton Candy, Posey, Moonlight and a few others.
I should really clean them up next time I am home in Ireland and donate them to a good home but some part of me wants to keep them forever.
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My grandparents own a house on the other side of the town where I grew up (they've been trying to fix it up for years, and just don't have the energy or money). It was broken into, and the creeps took pretty much everything. All of my china teasets were just smashed (how's that for just pure spite), books destroyed, keepsakes mangled.
They're in the process of cleaning the place up to sell, because they just can't do it anymore. :(
And in the midst of the rubble in the attic, they found Amy. She was my constant companion through the nomad life of a military brat, and I thought I'd lost her forever.
You did an amazingly beautiful, kind thing. And I for one know how much that means. Thank you.
November 8 2011, 17:17:56 UTC 5 years ago
And YAY AMY!
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