I’m Pretty Glad to be Here.

Rural living is certainly not new to me, but it has been a wonderful return to my roots after spending the majority of my adult life in cities. I always had a dull, low level overlay of anxiety or disturbance and I had no idea it was even there, just that I was uneasy. I thought it was just me; my brain and my shortcomings and who I was.

Thanks to an uptick in traveling the country for a few years with my family, I started to notice that I felt a lot more equipped to handle problems that would arise out in the middle of nowhere than problems we encountered in the city. Husband and I started to play with the idea of moving to Montana or Wyoming; we didn’t have a clear place of residence anyways so it was essentially a blank slate.

We eventually sort of just fell in love with a place and literally everything fell into place for us to plant some roots there. AirBNB’s, rentals, job opportunities, connections…everything definitely fell into our laps at the right moments.

Fast forward a few years and here we are!

Free range chickens;

…and therefore finding eggs in all sorts of weird places.

Mud puddles to play in.

Horses!

Farm chores

More horses.

The Boy can drive on all the dirt roads.

But most notably, just quiet and room and sunsets.

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