I am discontinuing the blog on this website because it is difficult to edit and insert graphics. I have created a new blog on Blogger.com that will continue this one.
Today I turn 60 - 60!!! How can that be??? I am too young to be this old!!! I don't feel 60, I don't think I look like I am 60. Of course, I don't know what a 60 year old is supposed to look like. I certainly don't act like a 60 year old!!!
A look back at the last decade - my 50's. i think these were very significant years in my life because a lot of life changing events happened.
I saw my son grow up to become a sailor in the United States Navy! And I became a OH SO Proud Navy Mom!!
I took a hobby and made it into a business.
A man placed two bee hives on my property and never returned. I learned, through trial and error (and many bee stings!!) to become a "somewhat" beekeeper!
In the last decade, my father died. I also lost a few of my "best" friends - Hardee, our German Shepherd, who helped me raise Nathan. And, Boo, our large white cat - we lost him the day the tornadoes swept through Clermont County.
The decade also brought a few health scares. My husband got very sick and went through almost every test known to man - nothing was ever found. Through the grace of God, he is still with me today. I've had my shares of scrapes and bumps. A stubborn goat not wanting to leave the milk stand, tore my rotator cuff resulting in a frozen shoulder (what fun that was!). Surgery and 4 months of physical therapy followed.
Somehow I survived the dreaded "Empty Nest" (much to my surprise!) and am now busier than ever. I do miss my son terribly and wish I could see him more often. But, alas, that is the life of a military family.
The decade was filled with joy, laughter, tears and pain (as it should be). But, all in all, there was more joy and laughter than the tears. It was a good decade and I thank God for watching over me and giving me such a wonderful life. I can't wait to see what the 60's bring!
Raising goats were never in "the plan." If you had told me 12 years ago that I would be raising goats, I would have laughed in your face! But, at a Valentine's Day Party at my son's Kindergarten, the local Vet showed up with two pygmy goats. As the saying goes, it was love at first sight. And the rest is history . . .