Tag: memory lane


In the beginning

If you knew my husband when he was younger you probably know he always wanted to be a dairy farmer.  In high school he worked for a local dairy farm and was determined that he wanted his own one day.  If you knew me before I met him, well I am as surprised as anyone …


Our Christmas Tree

Today I made the arrangements in the living room and pulled down the worn cardboard box holding our tree. While I was fluffing the branches on my amazing artificial tree (please don’t hate me if you’re the real deal only type) my daughter asked me why our tree is so small. Okay, yes…it is a …