I’ve always known there was something special about living on a farm, more than just the peacefulness and beauty of the animals and land, but a sense of belonging and connectedness with nature. As I reflect on my life, the good and not so good, I have come to realize that living and growing up on a farm has shaped me in ways that I would have never imagined.
It is an outlet for me to explore my emotions and feelings. I still run to the barn when I feel depressed or stressed from the goings on of life, work and family. It always clears my mind and slows down the rat race in my brain. By putting all of my effort into one of the many tasks the farm has to offer, I am able to release anxiety and stress. It has given me confidence and stability that I may not have had otherwise. I am taking care of other living things, which gives me responsibility and self-value, along with a sense of accomplishment.
I no longer take offense when my friends call me a farmer; rather I smile and take pride in what I know to be wholesome and good for the soul.
