When the Spring Goes Dry: A Very Honest Post About Recovering from Domestic Violence and Trauma

Years ago at the other farm our spring ran out of water and we had to switch to the emergency tank. It was not pleasant drinking from that tank. But even more unpleasant was making the trek up the side of the holler to clear out the blockage. Part of me feels like the pastContinue reading “When the Spring Goes Dry: A Very Honest Post About Recovering from Domestic Violence and Trauma”

Hope Still Lives

I’ve had allot going on in my life lately. I’ve had significant injuries, illness, and family heartbreak. While we have been quietly preparing for spring my mind has been silently contemplating all the experiences of the past five months while my heart has staved off an inkling of coming doom and an upturned world. LittleContinue reading “Hope Still Lives”