Last night was heavy. One of the ewes gave birth, but her lamb was stillborn. We tried everything, but it was no use. When we took the little one away, the mother cried through the night, pacing and calling for a baby that would never answer.
This morning, something unexpected happened.
Another ewe, who had given birth to twins last week, seemed to understand the sorrow in the air. Without hesitation, she offered one of her lambs to the grieving mother. No struggle. No confusion. Just quiet, instinctive compassion. As if to say, “Here, take this piece of love. You don’t have to be alone.”
Now, out in the field, they both stand with a lamb at their side. Two mothers. Two babies. A rebalancing of love in a world that sometimes breaks our hearts.
It’s often said that animals can’t feel the way we do – but we’ve seen otherwise. They grieve. They comfort. They know loss. And they know how to heal it.
We’re not so different after all.
