Thursday, October 25, 2012

LAF on the farm, so the journey begins....

It is hard to know where to begin, so I guess I will just start at the beginning of this journey. We moved to this farm on June 15th. It was a crazy, stressful and hectic move to say the least. True friends were discovered that day. But more than anything, a step was taken in my life that I didn't know I was ready to take. We moved to a farm. I  moved to a farm. In the middle of no where. ME, a girl born and raised in the suburbs of Chicago. Yes, I had family in Nebraska who had a small town/farm life. My aunt had a farm and I used to love it as a child, and my cousins loved it more, because I wanted to get out of bed and gather the eggs and feed the chickens and the goats and cows. But I always went home to my suburban life. Even as my life went on, I was an urban/suburban girl who knew how to make it happen in the city.
We left California at the start of the recession. We wanted to try to take our catering business to the next level, recession or not, and we knew we could not stay where we were.
We moved back to the mid west in December of 2008. It was the best and worst choice of our lives. it was the best decision we could have made for our business and I we have done exceptionally well considering the recession. We also lost our best friend in the process. It has been a very hard few years, with much heart break and many ups and downs. Our world was coming to a screeching halt when a friend said, 'I know someone who has a farm'. That was it, it did not matter the farm was 40 minutes away from our town. It did not matter that we had no information about this place or the owner. I knew something was right about it. We got the general location and we drove over to look at it. I knew this was our place. Our home. We new we wanted to live here before we even saw the inside.

To preface this move in, our previous home was plagued with issues and a unwilling landlady, but more, the house had no soul. Life was not easy in that house, but there memories still...I will try to keep them all positive. But a bitter taste was left when we moved...

So the farmhouse out in the middle of nowhere was a fresh start, a new beginning. And so the tale begins....
Please join me in the LAFable stories from the farm.