There’s a few things I aspired to be ‘when I grew up’.
A writer was top of the list. Along with: actress (thanks Brooke Shields), artist (thanks Bob Ross), boss or teacher (thanks Mom), and lead singer (thanks Stevie Nicks).
Never thought I would like to hunt or propagate children… But surprise! I love doing both, fiercely. Birth and death.
So I am writing. and I am being artistic. and I am teaching. and I sing my heart out anytime I want. Most ardently, I hunt. I don’t get paid money for doing it, I get paid with contentment. All these are a piece of who God made me to be.
I have my devoted husband to thank for the encouragement. We are parenting partners, we are hunting partners, we are love partners. I thank God for that man. I am happy he ‘hunted’ me down all the way from Ohio and pursued me from Texas.
We planted in the middle, and have sown quite a sweet life here in Iowa. We are ‘growing up’.