M E I K E (aka Little Guy)
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The one that started it all.
And suddenly, there was only ONE… Meike is GONE!!!
I just can’t believe his life is over. We fought so hard over the last 6 months, but in the end Megasophagus won. I had hoped and prayed for a different ending, but in the end I couldn’t save him. It was so hard for me to face and accept. I’ve dreaded this day for so long, and the weight of it is CRUSHING.
Meike is the one that started it all… the original Forest Boy. He was my stallion dream come true. From Day 1 at 6 months of age, our eyes and hearts connected and he gave me his trust and his whole heart for the rest of his life.
I had never met a stallion, and knew nothing of keeping or caring for them. Meike taught me everything I needed to know to make him happy, and I spent his whole life doing my best to give it to him… freedom, space, adventure and best friends. He grew up on an 80 acre forested property that was a giant playground. One of my favorite things was playing tag with him in the forest, darting from tree to tree cause I couldn’t outrun him. Our laughter filled the air and his big heart lit up the deep, dark forest. Every day felt like a wild adventure with him, an escape to a magical world full of wonder.
I love how he always greeted me with a head butt and always wanted to be wherever I was. He had a calm and sensible temperament, and was the least reactive of all the Boyz… but he would lose his mind if he smelled apples or carrots on my hands. He had the kindest eye and was so tenderhearted and soft-spoken. He expected you to understand what he wanted, or where he wanted to be scratched, with the subtlest of body movements or gestures. We never sought the spotlight, but we were honored that he was featured on several magazine covers and articles worldwide, and was even a part of a KFPS documentary on the Friesian horse.
In the end, Meike and I walked closely together in our brokenness. It was such a privilege to struggle with him. It took me even deeper with him, and deeper into the heart of God. The Lord says He’s close to the BROKENHEARTED, and saves those who are CRUSHED in spirit. I’m clinging to those words now more than ever. It feels like tears have become my new native tongue.
I started this journey wondering what the heart of a stallion was like. I not only discovered there is nothing like the heart of a stallion, I found out there is nothing like being his friend. It turned out to be far greater than anything I ever hoped or dreamed of, and it changed my life forever. Meike was a reflection of the wild and passionate heart of my living God and I am so grateful He blessed us with 20 wild and glorious years together.
There is an emptiness and sorrow that hovers over the land… so much beauty and now it's quiet. The Boyz brought the land to life, and the land brought them to life. 20 years of memories and photos are scattered throughout every inch of the property. It's a little deafening and feels so lonely. Saphire has lost his herd and he is all alone. I'm not sure how to navigate it all yet, but we will find our way, one day at a time.
These giant holes in my heart make it really hard to breathe, but I trust that God will carry me the rest of my days. I Thank you for letting me share him with all of you.
It’s better to go to the house of mourning than to the house of feasting, for death is the destiny of every man, and the living should take it to heart. Sorrow is better than laughter, because a sad face is good for the heart. — Ecclesiastes 7:2,3
