Walking With Grandmpa [my father and grand-daughter]

Walking With Grandmpa [my father and grand-daughter]
"I like walking with granpa his steps are short like mine." (dedicated to my dad who passed 4/1/10)

Friday, September 28, 2012


I was thinking last night, before I fell asleep, about my life. It may have something to do with the number I am going to be in a few months.... :) Age has never bothered me, it still does not, it's just I was thinking... where did all the time go- and why so fast! I consider myself lucky. My life (a huge chunk of it) has consisted of our farm, animals and a very close and loving (big) family. Then, on the fun side (in my opinion) it has had a lot of dirt bikes, four wheeling (mud yay!), Nascar, going to watch hubby race, mud caving, bon-fires (lots of those), fire dept functions, fishing, canoeing down the river and so many bar-b-ques with friends and family. I guess most of these things just go hand in hand with country life, I think though every persons idealistic life is so vastly different and I wonder if I were dealt a different set of cards when I was born would I still have came to this gravel road, one similar to it or totally different...
I do consider myself so blessed to have so many happy memories even of our farm. The childhood memories are so many. I remember one instance when I was a child (second grade) getting into trouble with dad. It was show and tell so I went upstairs and pulled out two square nails to show the teacher. I thought I was doing good. The teacher went to my parents about it  went I told her how I got them (climbing on a ladder) and where I got them (in the loft and that I had done it many times). Then there where the many times my hubby, then boyfriend, and I lay on the hood of his old green car and looked up at the stars. We would talk about our future together, we were 17 and 19 and what we planned on accomplishing "until 40 then we would retire with all this money" (we learned with age comes wisdom) :) that was until my dad would turn the yard light on and off (three times) that meant I had to come in.
Looking back on our lives together it did not always work the way we thought it would but it turned out just right, like my hubby says "God doesn't always give us what we want but he gives us what we need". In the 30 years we have been lucky enough to have together we have been blessed with three great kids and two beautiful grand kids. I fell asleep last night thinking of the last (soon to be) 50 years excited about what the next maybe 50 years will hold in store for us.
This was not supposed to be a long post, it just sometimes amazes me the things that cross my mind just before sleep....
I think God knows what he is doing in our lives (after all he gave it to us) then I think he gives us a gentle nudge every now and then in the direction we should be taking.
So many different roads lead us to home and I am so lucky this one is mine! :)


  1. Loved it...the entire post! Beautifully said and beautifully written.

  2. Wishing you a happy birthday! I'm sure you don't feel 50 but still 25! I know you're blessed in the life you have - that dirt road is better than any other!
    Lovely post!
    God bless

  3. This is a really nice post.. Happy Birthday, hope you have a great day..

  4. Amen :) I agree God has a plan and purpose for each one of us. We wanted to live in the country (and did for abit) but the Lord had other plans for us. Bloom where you are planted :)

  5. what a lovely post. Makes me thankful for what I've got. Happy birthday - here's to the next 50 years!


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