Today I’m joining in with the lovely women of Influence for a local link up. The following includes previously written excerpts from my ‘about me’ page. Read on:
I make no secret of it:
I’m a New Englander, born and bred.
Although I am by no stretch a sports buff, I proudly claim Red Sox and Patriots fan status, and do actually watch the games with the hubs.
While I once worked in the heart of Boston, rode the T, and vacationed on the perfectly white sandy beaches (and ice-cold-numb-your-toes-water) of Maine, today I write from our little home in a small farm town in the Shenandoah Valley, Virginia.
One of the poultry capitals of the US, the yuck stench of turkeys can often be smelled outside, and free range chickens reside just over the fence from us in our neighbor’s backyard. The click clack of horse and buggies is regularly heard on the roads around our home, and there are even Horse and Buggy parking spots at some of the local grocery stores. (For real).
So, how did a Northern gal end up in this here rural place?
I’m so glad you asked.
I married my college sweetheart, a handsome fella from Richmond Virginia, in 2005.
His first job brought us south, but Richmond wasn’t quite the culture shock as our current location, where we moved for his job in 2008… south AND country = culture shock for the yankee.
It’s funny that this evoked such genuine culture shock in me, the girl who honestly felt more at home during trips to Mexico and Guatemala than perhaps any other time in her life; the girl who dreams of Africa; the girl who, truth be told, would spend her life traveling to third world countries if given the chance.
In. a. heartbeat.
Yeah, I’m just gonna say it like it is: this rural, countrified, redneck life is not natural for me.
But you know what’s great?
We’ve been here in the Valley for five years now, longer than we’ve lived anywhere else, and while my entire family lives out of state, as do all of our close college friends, I. have. peace.
Not only that, I have come to love and appreciate our farming friends. Just this past week my littles rode in a real live tractor around our friend’s farm. They picked strawberries from their garden and chased fireflies in their yard and pet their horses and ran around bare foot through mud. And they loved it. And I loved it.Yes, God grows us where He plants us.
And I can honestly say, I love where I live.
// come see where the rest of the Influence ladies are living and loving it here //