We loaded up the kids, filled the truck with supplies, and headed to the southeast corner of Colorado. It was high time K Diamond Ranch (aka my sister’s house!) had a garden.
Living in rural America is no doubt beautiful and filled with amazing opportunities. That said, it can also be lonely and inconvenient to be so far from modern conveniences. There are certainly days where I begin to wonder if life wouldn’t be easier if we lived closer to restaurants, stores, and educational opportunities.
And then, inevitably, I spend a day in the city and I’m so, so grateful for where we live. And never am I more grateful that we have a flexible life, filled with digging in the dirt, than we get to spend time with family.
These are the things I hope my kids remember.
I pray they remember that when it comes time to build a garden, we show up and work together. I pray they always know that their extended family is always there for them.
That no matter what, we’re always ready to lend a hand. And that a helping hand is always just a phone call away.
That’s what this memory will always encompass to me. We’re a family and we stick together. Matt did most of the hard labor, digging, dragging irrigation. Kelsey and I did the kid wrangling and cooking. And we all came together to plant.
Little hands getting dirty. Seeds getting spread willy nilly. Stories being told, laughter shared, memories made.
Rural America at its best.
