Lets just be point-blank. I’m a farmer. OK, there I said it. Not the farmer type that hog ties pigs or castrate cattle. I grow things. Plants, blueberries and some veggies. I’ve been doing it for years on the family farm. That’s my side job.
My real job is being a loving father to my wonderful daughter who at this moment is 3 and a half. She can make me be a kid again, a hard-nosed father and a wimp all in the same day. I’m the bath king, the book reader and the good night kisser. I can do it all. Except…
Except what my wife can do. She is the wife/mom of all moms. She is a part-time nursing school student, full time wife and overtime working mother. She is crafty as all get out. She can make a piece of junk children’s bed look like a million bucks. She can put up with my crap and still smile about it. She is our lighthouse. Without her, I have no idea what life would be like.
For me life is full. I haven’t much time for many things in life. So I run. I run when I can as far as I can and where ever I can. I prefer the woods and trails of Virginia. I’ll delve a bit further into this subject later on.
For now, that’s who I am. Oh and I brew my own beer.