The Only Thing That Stays The Same is That Everything Changes

Have you ever just had one of those days?

No, I mean weeks?

Ok, really it has been one of those months.

You know what I’m talking about. The kind that you don’t know where it went but you really don’t have anything to show for it and you can’t even recall what you did.

Yeah, that’s where I’m at.

I would like to tell you that I was very productive last month and organized my whole house, made an amazing dinner every night for my family and was a all around SuperMom but that isn’t the case.

I have been the good enough to get by Mom.

Everyone and everything (for the most part) has been taken care of but I haven’t been my usual optimistic-I see the good and beauty in everything-I can take on the world-woman warrior self.

Actually I haven’t been a warrior at all, actually I’ve been more of a worrier.

You see at the end of April I was hit with some news that is life changing. When I say hit, I really mean knocked over and I’m still trying to get up. It is not anything bad, actually it is something good, but it definitely will be life changing.

My husband got a promotion (I could honestly go on and on about how proud I am of him but he is very humble and doesn’t like it when I brag about him). He called to tell me and I was so happy and proud of him I was starting to cry, and then he told me- We will have to move. He will be working out of the company’s corporate office in Denver.

After the long pause, he assured me that it will only be short term, possibly a year or two. We will keep our farm and return as soon as we can.

When I was finally able to speak I told him how proud I am of him and that as long as we are together we can get through anything, wherever he and the kids are is home.

That has been over a month ago now and it is still sinking in.

We don’t want to move.

I really don’t want to move.

We have everything we could ever want here at our little piece of Heaven.

Our family and our farm is my life.

It is part of who I am.

I am The Perfectly Imperfect FARM Wife!

I truly feel that my life has been turned upside down.


I am the Wife and the Mama.

And I understand what a great privilege and responsibility that is.

I know that how I react to this change will set the tone for how my family will deal with it.

I can feel sorry for myself and be difficult about it or I can embrace it and look at it as the next adventure and make the best of it.

I choose to do the later because it is what is best for my family.

It will be an adventure.

I know that God has a reason for this. I don’t know what it is yet, but I will put my trust in Him and I will thank and praise Him for this opportunity.

I never thought I would leave the beautiful hills of West Virginia. Blue and Gold run through my veins and no matter where I am I know that Once a Mountaineer, Always a Mountaineer. One day (hopefully sooner than later) these country roads will lead me home to the place I belong.

After a few weeks of internal conflict and a roller coaster of emotions I have came to the realization that just because we are moving across the country and leaving our farm for now I don’t have to change who I am.

I will still be The Perfectly Imperfect Farm Wife.

We will be living in a suburb of Denver but that doesn’t mean that I have to change.

It will be different, but that doesn’t change who I am.

I am and always will be

a child of God saved by His amazing grace

a wife to the most amazing man

a mama to the best kids in the world

and the manager of my blessings from God.

I choose to embrace this adventure and have faith that God’s will be done.

I will be a warrior not a worrier!

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