We went to bed dreaming that night and woke up day dreaming the next day. Both of us would come home from work and talk about the farm. We couldn’t get it out of our minds at all. I felt like we were little kids who’s parents just told them they where they going for vacation and all they could do is dream about the things they were going to do. That was us! Dreaming of being on the farm, being close to our family again, dreaming of what kind of living we could make on the farm.

Kevin’s dad bought that farm piece by piece in his younger years. He worked the land, hunted the land, got the land involved in government and TVA programs and loved the farm. He was so proud of that farm. Kevin’s brother loved that farm, too. Kevin lost his brother in 2011 and his dad in 2016. When Kevin is there he feels close to them and the memories of his childhood are more vivid.

I am country girl. I was raised in Farmersville, Kentucky. I love having the dirt between my toes, playing in the creek, finding a quiet spot and watching the animals go about their day. Give me a shade tree and good book and I am a happy girl.

If you would of asked as a year and half ago if we would ever move back to Kentucky we would of blurted out NO in a heartbeat. We just never felt the need to go back home. What changed? We aren’t really sure. Covid happened and that sure did change a lot of things. It definitely changed our perspective on few things. Both our boys moved out in 2020 making us empty nesters. My husband is very much ready for a career change. I am always up for an adventure. Our parents are older and being closer to them would be nice.

After of week of this dream not leaving our minds EVER, we decided to tell our moms and see what they thought. My mom said she always knew we’d be back someday and Kevin’s mom was shocked. She said she figured our son Baily would end up on the farm, but not us. We told them we don’t know when or if it will happen, but we think we really want it to happen so telling them makes it real and we know having them praying for it to happen can only help.

My husband had just turned 49 so we decided to make it a goal to be on our way to the farm by the time he was 50. That gives us a full year to really know if this is where God is leading us. A full year to figure out letting go of our home and jobs here and starting new in Kentucky. A year for our boys and friends here in Alabama to get use to the idea.