I bought a farm today

I bought a farm today. My farm.

The farm that I started with a man I fell in love with when I was 18 years old.

That man is now gone.

Those of you who have followed the blog for some time probably saw a change in my posting around Labor Day of 2014. That’s the weekend my marriage ended. I have always treated this blog more like a diary than I should but for this, I won’t be going into details. Suffice to say we were in love. We shared 13 beautiful years together and we brought an amazing daughter into the world together. There was real love there until the day there wasn’t.

For a long time now Gizmo and I have been building the creamery and running the farm on our own. At times it has been heartbreaking and at times it has been uplifting. But mostly it has just been hard. Gut wrenchingly, choking on tears, clawing and fighting, hard.

Finally, though, I have hope. And joy. And happiness. I have come out of this past year stronger than I ever thought possible.

There is greatness happening here.

In fact, I find I have to pinch myself to make sure that I’m not dreaming. The world I am creating for my daughter and myself is a beautiful possibility full of animals, food, friendship and, I am now at a point where I can see it happening again, love.

I believe in second chapters.

So this, my friends, is the beginning of ours.

My cup still runneth over.