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I sit down, laptop in hand, breakfast by my side. Stewart is manning the children, breakfast, and the morning school activities and I am in a quiet room with enough coffee to float me down a river.
I guess that’s what it takes to bang out some photo editing and key strokes these days. But it wasn’t always this way.
Once upon a time I started this blog with a toddler and a new baby. I wanted to share some of the things I had learned as a wife and mama and homekeeper and fledgling homesteader. I wanted other people to benefit from the things I benefited from and I thought that if I shared them on the internet, maybe someone might.
But I also started it for a very selfish need of my own. I was looking for something that I hadn’t had since I became a mama in a place where I was a bit of a fish out of water. I was looking for something everyone needs that us extroverts might crave all the more and that those long days of talking to no one over two-years-old had starved me of.
I was looking for community.
Because we were unable to find that and all that it truly entails where we were, I began to reach out through this space and the other ones that came before it.
And I found it, or at least the version that the internet can provide. Those who were dabbling in food fermentation, natural parenting, dirt-loving, or homesteading started emailing me, or vice versa, and a bond, however virtual these things are via the internet, was formed.
But somewhere along the lines a shift occurred.
This place became a platform from which I began to work-from-home after we quit a corporate job and moved across the country to really delve into these concepts called community and homesteading that are so important to us. I knew the Lord would provide, I just didn’t envision this as the how.
Community has become a real, tangible way of life now. It doesn’t take away from those dear friendships I’ve made here through inboxes, but there is nothing quite like walking down the road to share a melon from the garden, someone stopping by and saying “Sure, I can baby-sit!”, or partaking in a sweet time of fellowship over a shared meal.
And life has become full. So incredibly rich in relationships, long in to-do lists, and sweet in the every day that I find my head hitting the pillow hard every night with ten things not checked off the absolutely-have-to-get-done-today list. There’s just nothing left for my heart to desire except to give thanks for the blessing of it all.
Just now I can hear a set of red headed pigtails yelling “Mama” not too far outside this door and I’m spending a lot more time on our children’s education.
No longer is it just a matter of teaching these loves of mine numbers and letters and colors and shapes. Now I’m talking geography and history to a seven year old who corrects me on the many details I might have wrong and our second child is learning to read. Our second child.
I’m not quite sure when all of this happened.
One minute I was waking up at 5 a.m. to sneak out into our living room and pour myself into this space through keystrokes, the next we live in a space the size of that living room and I am in the thick of it as a homesteader’s wife, work-at-home homeschooling mama, and on the precipice of being the mama to a “large” family.
All of this, the time-consuming, too important to miss moments that are right now, fills me passed brimming. The time that I do allot to punching out keystrokes is heavily prioritized, and with several projects in the works, most of those keystrokes end up in a format that will go towards buying water tanks and feeding our chickens and improving this soil that needs some loving care of its own.
Sometimes life is so full in the doing that the sharing has to slow down.
So, I don’t know how things in this space will look going forward. I have many, many posts drafted and in some stage of ready-to-be-published, so in my usual self-contradictory nature, I will probably go forward as usual with more words and pictures than ever.
Or, maybe not. But I couldn’t quite bring myself to publish anything else here before letting you know.
What I do know is that a certain five-year-old comes in for squeezes every couple of hours while I’m hiding away working, and that’s something to close this laptop for.
my (grain-free) cookbook
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