It’s Okay to be Rude, Period
That random spring day I felt fear walking up to that truck but didn’t want to be disrespectful, so I didn’t listen to it. I knew better and still did what we’ve been taught as women, which is to be nice.
We don’t always have to be nice, it is okay to be rude to remain safe, period.
Sometimes Life is Hard
Sometimes, when you're trying to be stronger than you feel, you just need someone to hold your hand, even if that someone has four paws and licks their own butt.
Craig Turns 50!
I could sit here and tell you how amazing Craig is but let’s face it, I’m pretty sure I annoy the hell out of everyone, except our moms, with my almost weekly posts of, “Look what Craig did for me now!”.
So let me make it better for y’all, here on his 50th birthday let me tell you what’s annoying about him.
I Believe
When you watch your children care for and take pride in something before themselves, you’ll see them in a totally unselfish way that isn’t usually thought of for adolescents and teens. These animals have to be cared for even when school is out, and they could be sleeping in. They have to be fed and watered when it’s freezing or pouring down rain. Christmas presents wait until the cows are brought in. I believe that when you have livestock, selfishness can’t exist.
Life is Better with Cows Around
We don’t actually own cows, now I know what you’re thinking, “What’s up with all the cow pictures then?”
The truth is every cow in our small herd, except for one, belongs to our children. It’s true, every single cow is registered to Dakota, Ty or Gracie. Lucy was a gift from Ty but since she’s commercial she’s not registered.
How did Craig and I end up spending all our time, money and energy on cows that don’t technically belong to either of us? In the words of Elyse Myers, “That’s a great question, I’d love to tell you.”
Wonder Mom
I have a confession, I wanted to be Wonder Woman growing up. It’s true, I had the costume (ok so it was actually just Underoos) but I would spin around in circles until I got dizzy then run off to conquer the world! (Yes, in my underwear).
I’m not Wonder Woman (and sadly for Craig I don’t have the costume), I am just a mom of three adults who I am sure don’t see me as a hero and that’s okay because most days I’m not. There was one day though, almost 20 years ago when I was a hero in the eyes of my children.
I Was on a Break
Ten simple words strung together to hit me exactly where I needed to be hit. I sat on that email for a few hours before responding. I was ashamed and felt frustrated with myself in my lack of dedication to something I love. Finally, I responded and gave all the excuses, yet as I was typing I could hear my own negative thoughts. ‘You haven’t been writing because you’re lazy, you’re not dedicated, you’re not good enough.’ Why are we so cruel to ourselves?
I Am Worthy
Over the years I’ve often wondered if I was good enough and used to say I didn't deserve him and while I still have doubts, I've quit saying those words aloud because they state that I'm unworthy of a beautiful, selfless love.