I love my life as a Farmers Wife

I grew up on a farm.

We had 40 acres in Elmo that was our very own “Little Patch of Heaven”.

I enjoyed a very happy and secure childhood on that farm. But I left my small town life immediately after I graduated from High School.

I got married the first time 2 weeks after graduating.

I lived in the city for 14 yrs. I loved the busyness of the city, and the convenience of having stores and businesses so close. I loved having museums and libraries within walking distance. I could attend the theater, and go to the ballet. There was a lot to love about city life!

But 11 years ago, my marriage was falling apart, and I knew that I was going to need the help of my family to raise my four small children so… I moved back home to Emery County, Utah.

For the past 11 years, I have been able to raise my children in the same small town that I grew up in.

It is wonderful to be surrounded by so many familiar and loving people.

My kids are living in a world where they believe that most people are “GOOD”, and there are only a few that are bad. I love that. They get to stay innocent for a few years longer than they would have if I had stayed in the city.

This past June when I married Jeff, I once again became a “Farm Dweller.” He has a small farm that has been in his family for generations that he works. Me and the kids have had so much fun the past few years helping him haul hay, feed his animals and work the land.

My life has come full circle and I have to say…

It feels pretty good being a Farmers Wife!



Here is the prettiest tractor driver EVER…She just won’t ever turn to the camera and let you get a picture.


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