One of my longest living dreams since childhood has been to raise a family and to raise that family on acres and acres of wild farm land and share with them the joys of the simple life I enjoyed growing up.
I never even had to think about it. It was never even a question in my mind. But so far that dream has not had its opportunity to come to fruition. We have lived a pretty humble life so far. We do alright, but we’re not well-off enough just yet to buy a house, let alone some acreage to go with it! But that’s a goal.
When I was growing up, we lived in town (small town, only 3,000 people at the time) and by the time I was 6 years old, my parents bought a small piece of land from my grandmother (a part of the original farm that my mother had been raised on!) and raised me and my 3 younger sisters out in the country side. It was always my mother’s goal to raise her kids in the countryside where she knew they’d be safe from roaming around town and grow up enjoying the simple, down to earth atmosphere that you find out in the country side.
It was beautiful. We have beautiful green rolling hills for our scenic backdrop in the west, which was just perfectly magnificent for watching a sunset on the porch in the evenings. Miles of green agricultural fields with few houses to crowd the view. Neighbors were just near enough that you could easily spot their house a few dozen (or hundred) yards away, but not near enough that you felt like a sardine in a tin can.
Every now and then I remember the scenes of nature, rolling hills, and sunsets over a country road and start getting home sick again. It’s been one of those weeks. My heart is aching inside and I just want to sprawl flat on my back on a porch and close my eyes and feel the warmth of the sunset pass over my face as it kisses the earth ‘good night’. I miss the country so much… One day. One day. You can take the girl out of the country… But you can bet your socks she’ll return a grown woman with a whole heap of young’ns who look just like her!
A Simple Life
