Harvest is here and it really is my favorite time of the year. When Brandon and I were dating in high school and college, I remember that my only chance to really see him and talk to him was if I went to ride in the tractor. This is still the case, but at least he comes home at night to our house!
The kids LOVE to go farming. When I was pregnant with Kenley 2 years ago at this time, I loved taking Brayden for a few hours just so I could go home and rest. He always wants to go, wants to do whatever the guys are doing, and of course, spend some quality time with his dad. Now that Kenley has an interest, it gets a little crowded in the tractor, but honestly, it doesn’t bother me. I love seeing my husband in his element, and I love seeing that joy that the kids have being involved.
I never thought I would marry a farmer, but I am sure glad I did. I can’t imagine this life without the beauty that fall brings us. I sometimes can’t believe that God chose this path for me. I am so thankful, to be the wife and mother to these special ones in my life. Fall always reminds me of that–how blessed I am and how I want nothing more than to keep riding this ride of life that God has laid before me. The days are long and it’s tough when Brandon isn’t here because he is working late– but overall, the blessings outweigh the hard times. I need to keep this perspective more often, especially on the tough days of parenting.
God has blessed us, and I my hope for our kids one day is that they too, will experience what a blessing this time of year is.