Wow … 50 posts since this little blog began in August. Who’d a thought I had 50 things to say?
In the beginning, I thought starting this blog would be a way for me to sharpen, or resurrect, creativity after a high-stress job in Marketing and avoid the pitfalls of country solitude. Because as much as I love it out here, a girl does get lonely now and then. Borderline crazy, even.
What I learned, however, was I had friends to make. Friends whose faces I may never see in this lifetime, but friends, nonetheless.
Friends who can understand the camouflage, the livestock, the long days and often lonely life that comes along with the country and that man … friends like Angie, Jessie and Cheryl. Or those who understand the need to reach out beyond and outside ourselves, like Betty, or Taryn who reminds us that we are not alone in our struggles.
Friends like Tiffy and Daisy’s mommas, who understand that the gentle nudge of a wet nose has the healing power to put things back into perspective and remind us we’re unconditionally loved … and forgiven. We love ’em like crazy.
So to all those who have reached out, said howdy, and taken an interest in this little speck of a life we live in South Dakota, we’d like to extend a big THANK YOU.
Thank you for your encouragement, kind words and affirmation.
Thank you for being there, for listening (Lord only knows why you do!) and for nodding in agreement when I felt especially on my own .
Thank you for caring about this humble little life we live in the middle-of-nowhere, South Dakota, and for loving on my pups that I love cuddlin’ …
… and for praising my man, who means the world to me. We’ve been stomp-out-of-the-house mad at one another a few times, but as the Kay jewelry chic says, “love always finds a way.” She probably wasn’t talking about a fight, but that’s what I got out of it.
You make this blogging journey so much worth it.
Thank you so much – we adore and love you!
Merry Christmas, friends.