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For me my Grail Pony wouldn't be any specific type of Pony but rather one Particular Pony that alas, I will never see again.
Years ago my brother Ken bought me a Minty for graduation. It was 1984. I had other Ponies, but I adored my brother so, knowing this huge Marine went into the toy store while on leave and bought a girl's toy for me, then had it in the bunkhouse with him (he said he got a lot of ribbing from his fellow Marines) just made her all the more special. I would carry her in my purse or crammed in a pocket with me. She went to college with me, got married with me. She was on the bedside table when I had my son. When my husband died I carried her with me everywhere as comfort. Minty literally was my best friend and confidant.
Then I moved, and she was carefully packed into one of those huge tubs with about 200 others. Why I didn't just keep her with me I don't know, but I was afraid in the rush to move I would lose her. Worse though... someone stole the tub off my porch as we went back and forth to the moving van with the boxes. Minty was lost forever.
I still get teary thinking about my Minty. I could get another, but she wouldn't be the same grand dame. And sadder yet, Kenneth is gone as well. Weirdly enough, today is the actual anniversary of his dying, on my birthday. I like to think he has Minty with him, waiting for me. I know that sounds rather mad, but she had a life of her own and I still miss her.
I can't ever replace that, so that's why Minty is my Grail.
Man, what a depressing post. Sorry!
*hugz* that's sad.