Good morning! Sunday mornings at the ranch are just part of Gods world. Everything is crisp, clean and new. The back door is open the dogs come to say good morning, the house is quite(its Sunday morning we get to sleep a little later, hoping to catch up on a little sleep) I drink my coffee on the porch still after all these years of living here, I still cant believe its really all mine. It did not come without sweat an tears, but it came with a lot of feelings and heart. Being a ranchers wife and living this life is hard at times but one of the most rewarding things I have ever done. Raising my children in this life is the perfect place!
I am not sure what people in town do on Sunday mornings. I have often wondered what it would be like to be 3 minutes from a store and to jump in the car and be at church in 5 minutes. I do know that people who live in town don't have 45 minutes of undivided attention of their spouse or 25 minutes every morning and afternoon on that drive to school of their children. I do some complaining about the drive but I miss it so much when I don't get it to spend that time with my family. Everyone is waking, the animals must be feed, it will soon be time to leave for church.
Until next time!