HELLO

THE STORY

In some ways, the story is simple: high school sweethearts, an old fixer upper, white picket fence, a boy and a girl with a boy and a girl.  

In some ways, the story is complicated: dedicated farmer, working mama, family business, cystic fibrosis. 

And yet, neither story defines us.

The best is yet to be written.

 

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As you'll quickly see, the farmer and I fit right into Merriam-Webster under "oxymoron" - you know, right next to jumbo shrimp. We're complete opposites in just about as many ways as we can find, and just when I think we're starting to become more alike, one of us picks a fight just to bring it back into balance.

He works the dirt, and I deliver fast food in heels. I'm packing Bobbi Brown Red, and he's got a constant stash of Burt's Bees.

We're 20+ years in, just doing our thing, because there's one thing that binds us ... dreaming. We're constant dreamer chasers, and while we rarely share a dream, we've learned over the years that if we give God and the Universe enough time, everything winds us back together in just the way we could never have expected.

AND IF YOU ONLY LEARN ONE THING ...

So you ended up here, on this tiny little hole in the internet I call my own, and you're thinking, "well this is great and all, but I've got pins that need tended to."

Believe me, I get you - and you may return to your regularly-scheduled scrolling right after this.

Even if you never return (although you should, because there's good stuff here), please - take this one tiny thing with you:

Where you are does not have to define who you become.

You, my friend, may become anything you want in this world - you must first simply imagine it.