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Feeling Content

9 May

May 9, 2013

Yesterday marked a week as a full-time farm wife. To say it’s been a good week would be a bit of an understatement. In an e-mail to my friend Angela, I said, “So far I just wake up every day thinking, ‘Is this really my life?’ and then I want to squeal and kick my feet like a little kid on Christmas morning.”

Malt barley growing on the right, field ready for planting on the left

I feel so spoiled. I get to wake up every day to take care of my husband and my home and contribute toward our farm. At home I’ve been able to bake, clean, organize, catch up on errands, make lists of the ‘to-do’ projects I’ve left slide, start a blog…I’m in domestic heaven. I’ve also given the office a complete overhaul. You can find stuff. You can see the floor. It’s great.


I fill my purpose on the farm by giving Tyler rides from field to field, bringing meals and water to the tractor and taking photos. When I print my business cards up I think I’ll list my job title as “go-fer”.

I’ve also found that I’m pretty exceptional at handing tools to him while he works on equipment. I think I owe it to years of training with my dad. I’d like to take this opportunity to thank Dad for sharing his wisdom with me all those years. It wasn’t until now I realized how beneficial it would be to know the difference between a Flathead and a Philips head, a socket and a crescent, a hammer and pliers. Dad, you really showed me the nuts and bolts of things. Ha! Get it? Hello? Is this thing on?

Putting up a center pivot

I also can’t neglect to mention what foresight my dad has. All those years of working with him on projects and experiencing the yelling and swearing…that was him preparing me for working with my husband later in life. You prepared me well, Dad, and for that I will always be grateful.

Planting sugar beets

Someone asked me if I felt lost without a job to go to every day. The answer is, I feel more content than I have since we got married two years ago. I feel very purposeful and I’m excited to learn more and continue to find my place. I know there will be good seasons and bad seasons, elation and disappointment, growth and setbacks. 

Winter Wheat

But I also know, without a doubt, that together with Christ, we can do it.

And a little humor won’t hurt things either.

God Bless You & American Agriculture,

I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through him who gives me strength. – Philippians 4:12-13 NIV

The Last Snowy Commute

7 May

May 6, 2013

When I worked for the Wyoming Stock Growers Association, I had the privilege of meeting and getting to know some really awesome people. Aside from Jim Magagna (a super hero for the Wyoming livestock industry) and Kosha Olsen (the best mentor a gal could ask for), I also got to know many of our members from across the state.

One of them is Lois Herbst, who was the first WSGA female president (and the only at this point). Lois is in her eighties, but is super tech savvy. She and I are Facebook friends, if that tells you anything. So, when I posted a photo of my “last snowy commute” on my wall, she commented, “Make sure you are keeping a journal on this new journey. I didn’t, and it is a big regret.”  

How am I supposed to refuse good advice like that?

The Last Snowy Commute

Jump back a couple of days. April 28 was the Sunday night before my last two days at work. I was feeling, well, emotional. So, I sat down at my husband’s computer and did something I hadn’t done in years…I wrote about my feelings. 

Gross. Feelings are, like, so emotional and irrational. But, I did it anyway. 

Then I went through two really hard days. I cried. I cried much. 

Then it snowed on the way home on my last day of work; as if God was telling me I made the right decision. It was the only time during the past two years I felt reassured while driving on snowy roads.

So, when Lois made that comment, I thought, what the hell. I’ll take her advice. I’ll post my emotional tirade and start a journal, which in 2013 means I will start a blog.

So bloggeth I will and I will simply close my first “official” blog entry by saying…

God Bless You & American Agriculture,

Spinning – Words to Wheels

6 May

April 28, 2013

At this time Tuesday night I will be unemployed. Okay, so I’ll technically be self employed. What brought me to this place? A few years ago I would have thought professional help was warranted for quitting my dream job to work full time on our farm.

But then it got to the point where it felt like I really did need the loving embrace of a therapist’s couch.

Too much running up and down the road. Too many fast food bags. Too many eye drops from staring at a computer screen. Too much chaos.

So, after 26 months of marriage to a farmer, and 70 miles from house to office, and countless tears of frustration, the dream job was feeling a little more nightmarish. So I quit. I gave notice. It felt good.

Then I panicked.

See the panic came from actually, truly loving what I do, er, did, er, soon to be did done. Being a communication and publications director for the Wyoming Stock Growers is amazing. Telling the story of the Wyoming livestock industry was interesting, exciting, rewarding. I got to travel, be creative, have a presence, meet good people, have an impact. It was a real ego boost. And I love the people I work with, from staff to membership to partners.

So what had I done? I sat around for hours that day in March, shaking, feeling on the verge of tears, on the verge of hyperventilating, on the verge of chickening out. But, I walked down that hallway, sat in front of my boss and told him I was leaving and it was up to him how long he wanted to keep me around, as long as it didn’t go past April 30. I didn’t even cry. Okay, I cried. But not until the end, and only a little bit. Then I got in my car and bawled.

Why had I done it? Because I’m crazy. And because I married an amazing, loving, driven man who farms. And our farm is not only an hour away from my office, it is also growing and gaining momentum. I want to jump in and let the momentum sweep me in the direction my husband is going. I watched my parents work together growing up. I saw that it wasn’t easy, but I also saw that it was amazing. They have always been a team in most aspects of life. I want to be a teammate, a true partner with my husband.

So here we go, off on a crazy adventure called production agriculture. Wish me luck!

God Bless You and American Agriculture,

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