Copper Dew

Find your passion, live it, fulfill it and you have lived well.

For my late father, his passion was horses. When we were young he would go to the race tracks. He dreamed of one day owning a farm and breed race horses. He fulfilled his dream many years ago and this farm was his little heaven on earth.

A few days ago, we decided to visit the farm and talk to his staff. It was decided that since none of us children learned the business of breeding and selling, it would be better for us to sell the horses and eventually the farm to avid race horse fanatics like my dad; someone whose love for horses is as much as that of my dad's and is knowledgeable of the business. It would be a shame if the horses of this high quality will not be taken cared of.

As we were about to leave and head home, I approached the stables to take a look again at the pregnant mares. I am sure my dad was so excited that his mares were expecting. Then I felt something on my left arm. I moved my head slowly and saw the head of this mare right next to my sleeve. I told Jamike to take a photo. I later found out that the mare's name is Copper Dew and she is my dad's favorite.

I was not a fan of horses and now that my dad is gone, I wish I took an interest in it. My dad knew that if his health did not improve, he would have to sell the farm. One time when I was with him at his house and he was making a list of things to do, I told him how sorry I was that I didn't care for his horses. I remember him saying that it pains him to do it but the horses will be in better condition under capable hands.

That day when Copper Dew came close, my dad must have laughed at me because there I was so thrilled and I was touching her...and the other mares. I never patted them before.

My emotional side tells me to keep the farm and the horses, that I will be able to manage it but I know I cant. The emotions must not rule over logic. So for now that we still own them, I will do regular visits because I feel my dad's heart is truly there. It was his place of refuge..the JMF Farm.

-with Copper Dew-