Hey everyone,
It has been so busy lately!! So many things have been happening.
I've added a lot of pictures to the Photo Gallery page...or you can see them by clicking on the "Read More" link at the bottom of this post.
I've been working a lot with Charlie...he's doing lots better...he's much more confident and he seeks me out for companionship. I think he'll be good by fall.
Well, I did it...Smoke is now my horse. After riding her...I just can't go back to Ban after her energy!! And I'm the only one who rides her...Ban will stick around and be my lover boy!! We'll use him for new riders.
And another "I did it"!! I finished typing my second book!! I'm so excited! Also under the read more link is an excerpt from Chapter 21: Wedding Plans. Hope you enjoy it!
Yesterday we went on the annual tractor drive. It's a bunch of people who love old vintage tractors that get together and drive them about 25 miles and make 3 or 4 stops at places of interest along the way. It's a lot of fun and we always enjoy going. This year, Dad, Seth and Grandpa were all driving. We have a trailer that Dad pulls behind his tractor for us to ride on. It's kind of like a parade...people stop their cars alongside the road and come out of their house to wave at us.
After we got home from that, we went down to Lavonia to Relay for LIfe that my mom's side of the family is involved in. We stayed there until one a.m., and got home and two-thirty a.m. Then, since we intended to go to church in Ohio...we got up at six a.m. only to have the truck not start...so we ended up staying home. Now both of our vehicles have a major issues. Dad is taking the truck in tomorrow to get overhauled...I don't know what we are doing with the van yet.
We got a new goat..Micky. I don't have a picture of him..he is a wether, we got him just for a companion goat.
The boys got Dad a skeet thrower for father's day....they used it this afternoon with Uncle Greg. Lydia got Dad a shirt that says "Trust Me, I'm the Dad!" And I got him one that says, "D.A.D.D, Dads Against Daughters Dating!" He got a kick out of that one!!
In the pictures below are some of Smoke...she has the new Circle Y saddle on that Dad got me. And in the pictures of Charlie...that is the new roundpen I got. I'm one spoiled girl!
Well, I think this post is long enough!
We're going to have a busy week this week...it's picture week...I don't know when I'll have time to write again but this should tide you over!!
Lauren
It has been so busy lately!! So many things have been happening.
I've added a lot of pictures to the Photo Gallery page...or you can see them by clicking on the "Read More" link at the bottom of this post.
I've been working a lot with Charlie...he's doing lots better...he's much more confident and he seeks me out for companionship. I think he'll be good by fall.
Well, I did it...Smoke is now my horse. After riding her...I just can't go back to Ban after her energy!! And I'm the only one who rides her...Ban will stick around and be my lover boy!! We'll use him for new riders.
And another "I did it"!! I finished typing my second book!! I'm so excited! Also under the read more link is an excerpt from Chapter 21: Wedding Plans. Hope you enjoy it!
Yesterday we went on the annual tractor drive. It's a bunch of people who love old vintage tractors that get together and drive them about 25 miles and make 3 or 4 stops at places of interest along the way. It's a lot of fun and we always enjoy going. This year, Dad, Seth and Grandpa were all driving. We have a trailer that Dad pulls behind his tractor for us to ride on. It's kind of like a parade...people stop their cars alongside the road and come out of their house to wave at us.
After we got home from that, we went down to Lavonia to Relay for LIfe that my mom's side of the family is involved in. We stayed there until one a.m., and got home and two-thirty a.m. Then, since we intended to go to church in Ohio...we got up at six a.m. only to have the truck not start...so we ended up staying home. Now both of our vehicles have a major issues. Dad is taking the truck in tomorrow to get overhauled...I don't know what we are doing with the van yet.
We got a new goat..Micky. I don't have a picture of him..he is a wether, we got him just for a companion goat.
The boys got Dad a skeet thrower for father's day....they used it this afternoon with Uncle Greg. Lydia got Dad a shirt that says "Trust Me, I'm the Dad!" And I got him one that says, "D.A.D.D, Dads Against Daughters Dating!" He got a kick out of that one!!
In the pictures below are some of Smoke...she has the new Circle Y saddle on that Dad got me. And in the pictures of Charlie...that is the new roundpen I got. I'm one spoiled girl!
Well, I think this post is long enough!
We're going to have a busy week this week...it's picture week...I don't know when I'll have time to write again but this should tide you over!!
Lauren
Jessica followed her into the kitchen. "Amy, I've been wanting to talk to you and thank you for all you're doing." she began.
"Please." Amy broke in. "Please don't thank me. I'm happy to do it."
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about," Jessica said gently. "I sense you're disturb about something, is it about your dad and I getting married? Do you want to talk about what's bothering
you? Please be honest, Amy."
Amy turned away for a moment, fighting tears. Finally she burst out. "Oh Jessica, I don't know! I want to be happy for you, I love seeing Dad happy, but…but I can't help thinking about my mom and…and how am I supposed to act? I'm so confused! What am I supposed to do?" she wailed.
Jessica wrapped her arms around Amy. "Oh Amy! I should have talked to you sooner." she held Amy at arms length. "I know how you feel." she said quietly. "
You do? How?" Amy was puzzled.
Jessica motioned to a chair. "Sit down and I'll tell you my story."
When they were both seated, Jessica began. "When I was a child, I lived on a farm in Ohio with my ma and pa. I was an only child, just like you. My father and I were very close. When I was twelve, he had an accident and died. Ma was heartbroken. She loved my father dearly. We both grieved deeply. Then, two years later when I was fourteen, she remarried. Dan became my step-father. I tried to be polite to him, but I did not love him. He wasn't my pa. I knew Ma wanted me to call him Pa, but I couldn't. That was the name I had called my father and I couldn't bear to call anyone else that. I felt
I would be untrue to let Dan have a place in my heart. One day, Dan talked to me. He said he had often longed for a child, his first wife had died in childbirth and the baby had died too and when he married my mother, he was so thrilled to get a daughter. He said he understood how I felt about my pa, said he didn't want to take Pa's place in my heart, he wanted a special place all his own in my heart. He said that if I didn't want to, I didn't have to, but I could
call him Dad instead of pa. Or I could just call him Dan. I loved Dan for understanding and from that day I have called him dad. Sadly, Dan died a few years ago, just after my mother died. The doctor said it was stroke, but I think he died of a broken heart. He still loved and honored the memory of his first wife, but he gave my mother a special place in his heart too. I did the same with him and the memory of my pa. What I'm trying to say, Amy, is that I don't want to take your mom's place, I want a place all my own." Jessica looked deep into Amy's eyes. "I love you, Amy, just as Dan loved me. I want to honor your mother's memory and win a place in your heart."
Amy smiled. "Thank you, Jessica. You certainly guessed exactly how I was feeling. I understand now and while I don't think change will come overnight, you've helped a lot."
Jessica squeezed her hand. "I'm glad I could."
Just then Clint called from the living room. "What's the hold up with my coffee?"
Amy and Jessica smiled at each other.
"Why don't we have coffee all around." Jessica started stacking cups while Amy pushed the coffee pot to the hottest part of the stove.
"Please." Amy broke in. "Please don't thank me. I'm happy to do it."
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about," Jessica said gently. "I sense you're disturb about something, is it about your dad and I getting married? Do you want to talk about what's bothering
you? Please be honest, Amy."
Amy turned away for a moment, fighting tears. Finally she burst out. "Oh Jessica, I don't know! I want to be happy for you, I love seeing Dad happy, but…but I can't help thinking about my mom and…and how am I supposed to act? I'm so confused! What am I supposed to do?" she wailed.
Jessica wrapped her arms around Amy. "Oh Amy! I should have talked to you sooner." she held Amy at arms length. "I know how you feel." she said quietly. "
You do? How?" Amy was puzzled.
Jessica motioned to a chair. "Sit down and I'll tell you my story."
When they were both seated, Jessica began. "When I was a child, I lived on a farm in Ohio with my ma and pa. I was an only child, just like you. My father and I were very close. When I was twelve, he had an accident and died. Ma was heartbroken. She loved my father dearly. We both grieved deeply. Then, two years later when I was fourteen, she remarried. Dan became my step-father. I tried to be polite to him, but I did not love him. He wasn't my pa. I knew Ma wanted me to call him Pa, but I couldn't. That was the name I had called my father and I couldn't bear to call anyone else that. I felt
I would be untrue to let Dan have a place in my heart. One day, Dan talked to me. He said he had often longed for a child, his first wife had died in childbirth and the baby had died too and when he married my mother, he was so thrilled to get a daughter. He said he understood how I felt about my pa, said he didn't want to take Pa's place in my heart, he wanted a special place all his own in my heart. He said that if I didn't want to, I didn't have to, but I could
call him Dad instead of pa. Or I could just call him Dan. I loved Dan for understanding and from that day I have called him dad. Sadly, Dan died a few years ago, just after my mother died. The doctor said it was stroke, but I think he died of a broken heart. He still loved and honored the memory of his first wife, but he gave my mother a special place in his heart too. I did the same with him and the memory of my pa. What I'm trying to say, Amy, is that I don't want to take your mom's place, I want a place all my own." Jessica looked deep into Amy's eyes. "I love you, Amy, just as Dan loved me. I want to honor your mother's memory and win a place in your heart."
Amy smiled. "Thank you, Jessica. You certainly guessed exactly how I was feeling. I understand now and while I don't think change will come overnight, you've helped a lot."
Jessica squeezed her hand. "I'm glad I could."
Just then Clint called from the living room. "What's the hold up with my coffee?"
Amy and Jessica smiled at each other.
"Why don't we have coffee all around." Jessica started stacking cups while Amy pushed the coffee pot to the hottest part of the stove.
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