When you visit Magic Horse Garden, you may not see Mickey working in the yard, with the horses, but you will sense her presence everywhere. I wrote an article about my daughter once and described living with her as being sprinkled with fairy dust.

 

Born with a missing chromosome, Mickey has struggled with her health her whole life, and she never complains. She focuses on enjoying life, now. Every moment counts for her and that results in her making the most of time, ever present and ever mindful.

 

No stranger to the animals, Mickey is rarely out in the fields or barns and communicates telepathically. Mickey is the one who “heard” Twilight calling to tell us that Emily was ill. She woke me with a gentle touch to the shoulder, “I think you should go out and check, Twilight is saying something is wrong.” We never question her acting as conduit between us and them. We know she is so uniquely in touch and have come to expect it.

 

We are together all the time, my only child and I. It has always been that way. We enhance the quality of one another’s lives in so many ways that to imagine life without one another is impossible. Quiet, unassuming, conscientious, caring, she is my silent partner, giving me courage to live life to the fullest. She is the source of so much of the joy and satisfaction in our lives.

Possessing a love of all things living, she graciously serves our guests, our clients.