I have always been absolutely mesmerized by this place and God's creation.  My hope is to capture what I see and how I feel completely enough that you might experience it too.

Being married to a dreamer isn't always easy.  ​From one dream to the next, I imagine what could be, completely ready to dive in head first into the the goals we have for our lives.  I can go from the excited high of a new idea to the low of the realization of its impracticality within a week's time.  I feel emotions intensely, feel hurt and disappointment deeply.  As we grow our homestead here, my mind is full of ideas, full of dreams, full of wonder.  And all the while D stands by me, holding my hand, ready and waiting for what's ahead.

When I shared my dreams of building a house out in the country, he was the one who pushed to take the next step and list our house in town.  When I shared a dream of getting chickens, it was him who came home and surprised us all with a box full of baby chicks.  

He has faithfully and loyally worked to help build up this homestead, and I want to make sure you all know how much he is valued and appreciated by his family here-because without him, this homestead journey wouldn't have ever taken place.

Our story begins back in high school, where we met during a study hall class as a freshman and sophomore.  We didn't know it then the life we'd have now, nor could we have ever imagined it.  We were just two kids absolutely smitten with each other, holding hands in the hallway.

We soon became inseparable, spending as much time together as we could.  We grew up together, becoming our own individuals because of one another.  We shaped who the other would become, growing into adults who would compliment the the other.  While D is thoughtful and quiet about his ideas, I am eager and ready to share.  When I am ready to dive into something new, D reminds me of the reality of what it entails.  When I need a person to spill my soul too, he listens without a word; processing and thinking of the right thing to say.  

And the dedication he has shown to supporting me and my crazy ideas on this little homestead are numerous.  He has drove 40 miles to get a cow (twice!).  He has spent one of the hottest days of the year digging holes by hand to build a fence around our new apple trees.  He has dedicated days to the build of our garden, our pasture, and our home.  He's spent hours carrying chickens from one coop to the other, two times per day.  He's walked the woods with me, stayed up past midnight canning with me, and laughed and cried with me.  We've made hard decisions together, and sometimes he's had to make those hard decisions alone when I couldn't come to terms with them.  

But what I love about him most is how much he loves me.  He still looks at me like I'm the most wonderful woman in the world, even with the changes bearing children has brought to my body.  He still loves me when I'm not loveable, and I feel no judgement when I've made mistakes.  He's given me three beautiful children to love and hold everyday and has helped me to find a way to stay home with them because my heart couldn't take leaving them everyday.

Of course we fight.  Of course there are days when we can't stand one another.  We all have those days.  But no matter what storm the weather may bring, there will always be a beautiful sunrise once again.  

His love is biblical, and because of that love, I have it all.

Such a sappy post, but long overdue.

I love you, D.

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