Wednesday, December 18, 2019

My year end thoughts


Merry Christmas to each of you! Christmas around my home begins the first of November. Every year I look forward to spending weeks decorating. I love the beautiful colors, warms and compassionate thoughts that Christmas brings to me. Every year, I catch a lot of grief, and that's ok. Christmas to me is not about the gifts. It is about the beauty, the compassion, the gatherings, and taking some time away from regular crazy schedules to just breathe. I know many get stressed and spend the holidays alone, and for that it makes me sad. However, anyone that knows me, knows my doors are always open to anyone that doesn't have any place else to go...holiday or not!

While Christmas is such a magical time, even for me it holds a few not so magical feelings. I do my best to push past this but once in a while they still are a hang up. I hang on to the proverbial thread of hope everyday, all year, for things to become better...the ones I have no control over. I pray everyday for my loved ones, their safety and health. I pray for guidance and many times for the great creator to keep his arm around my shoulder and his hand over my mouth! Even though there are a few that know me well enough to just be able to look at me and know what I'm thinking, without me having to say a word!

I have spent so many years learning to bite my tongue, keep my opinions to myself, control my temper, and remain professional at all times in the public eye. Sometimes, it's difficult for me only because telling people that they are delusional, have no people skills, have no business dealing people, or even telling others to get a damn backbone....usually is not taken kindly. I am no where near perfect, I make plenty of mistakes, and tend to speak like a sailor when I'm really irritated. One thing that 2019 has given me, is the constant reminder to listen to my intuition. No matter how many times I try to discredit it, it rears its head with an evident "I told you so, if you'd just listen!"

So many times, I have met people or attended events, and I just a really uncomfortable or bad vibe. I have notoriously tried to write these off as just being out of my comfort zone or being in a new situation. Every time, without fail, I find out exactly why my senses were on high alert. There have been many people that I have known that have thrown those bad/uncomfortable vibes and it causes me to instantly be on high alert, put up some pretty massive walls, or just withdraw from them all together. Whether it was the vibe I got from them, catching a lie being told to me, getting constant negativity or losing a connection/bond; I withdraw. It's my coping device until I know how to handle it, deal with it or if it's time to walk away. For years I was told I was too sensitive, but I don't believe that. I have always tried to find good even in people that were clearly not. I've tried to give people the benefit of doubt even when they proved many times over, that I would be hurt in the process. Being highly sensitive has caused me many hurts throughout my life, but it has allowed me to be more compassionate. Sometimes, I think I would like to be less compassionate and less likely to try to find good in people but it just isn't who I am.

At 36, I began a period in my life that I refer to as my personal awakening. While I'm sure some refer to it as a midlife crisis, I don't believe in those. For me, this time has been an awakening of self. It's been a time to reconnect with my spirituality, reconnect with my own thoughts and feelings, and a time to reconnect with myself. After many years(most of life), feeling that I was never good enough, that I was constantly a pawn in someone else's game, and/or allowing others to treat me disrespectfully; this period of time has been a little overwhelming. Growing up, I think most in my generation had a laundry list of the things you "should do." Graduate high school, graduate college, get married, buy a house, have a family...yada, yada. Well, I did that. I may not have done them all in a conventional manner but I did them. No one ever said, find something that makes you happy,take time to constantly learn, take time to breathe, or take time for yourself no matter what is happening in your life. I was at the tail end of the generations that believed the best thing for women was marriage and kids. I would never give up what I have done, my children or the life I have learned to live; but I wish I had take the time I needed to keep my cup full, instead of constantly trying to drink from an empty cup. While I did what I was told was the right thing; being mom 24/7, being wife 24/7, constantly playing referee, making every house into a home. The few times in 20 years that I tried to do something for myself, I felt guilty, was told I was being selfish or was accused of doing things I would not have done. So, I would slip back into the role and back into being resentful of anyone and everyone that was involved.

Even now, so many times I refuse to argue. When your feelings are discredited or you get that "I didn't know I did.." line, or it's the same issue just a different time or subject...it's just not worth a repeat argument. It falls on deaf ears, it gets turned into a guilt trip or a means of manipulation; and the actions never change. It's like living in ground hog day for 3 decades. When you attempt to communicate and you don't have the attention or support style you need, people like myself put up more walls, thicker than before. When the bond or connection is finally broke, it can never be mended.

As I am just 10 days from my 45th birthday, I have been feeling more and more in control of myself. I have felt more aware of my mind, body and spirit. More of aware of what I need, what I want and where I want to spend the next 45 years. I still have a little over 7 years before all my kids are of age, but I believe they need to see me practicing what I have always preached to them: Do what makes you happy! Find a job you can enjoy and you'll never work a day in your life. Find a partner in life that you can build an unbreakable bond, someone that won't become one of the stresses in life, and live simply. Just because you may have money in your pocket does not mean you need to spend it. Invest it, save it, donate it, or use it learn something of value. College does not make you smart or employable; it will only show you what a book says, not the way it works in real life.

As we wind down the last 13 days of this decade, I'm pleased with my overall mindset and working towards where I want and who I want to be. I have no qualms about embracing not only my uniqueness but who I am as a person. God willing, I will continue to grow, learn and become a better version of myself each and everyday.

Wishing you all the Merriest of Christmas and a healthy, happy and prosperous New Year/Decade!!

Salli

Tuesday, December 17, 2019

2019 - Bowen Family year in review




2019 began with a lot of snow and ice around here. I spent the first few months of the year having to cancel or postpone several meetings, events and activities due to bad weather. It was pretty overwhelming. In January, we decided to look into hosting a foreign exchange student for a school year. We went through all the paperwork and visits, and by February, we were approved and had confirmation of our whom our student would be. We began visiting with our bonus daughter in February, and were able to build an incredible bond for 6 months prior to ever meeting her in person.

We spent our Spring and Summer trying to get our little farm back on track. We reworked our farm plan, determined a few directions that we needed to go and a few we wanted to go. With a lot of heated discussions, my insistent need to make numbers work, and finally putting my business degree to use...we finally agreed to change course of our little farm. While this will take a couple years to fully implement, we are making small steps forward.

Our kids have grown and changed so much over the past year. The oldest is now 19 and the youngest is 10. The oldest has begun building his own life. He has quite a start on his dream of having a cattle farm. He has grown his heard and has now gotten the experience of renting ground for his cows. The youngest has grown and changed by leaps and bounds. She is now almost as tall as I am, is about the same weight, and is quickly phasing out the toy phase. She has an amazing talent with abstract art. Needless to say, we are going through paint canvases and acrylic paint like there is no tomorrow! For this mom, this is the first year in 19 that my entire shopping list was not toys....I bought 3! So, getting to shop for toys for the little nieces and nephews was my life line.

In August, we finally got to meet our bonus daughter in person, at the airport. It seems so strange to think we hadn't met, since we were able to get to know each other through texts for 6 months before hand. We have been completely blessed by this experience! We welcomed Miss. Laura Pilla to our family August 2nd, and now as we get ready to end our year, not only have we gotten to experience hosting but we also gained another daughter.

August began kind of a crazy time for us. Not only were we all adjusting to having another child but a ton of activities as well. After a week or so of Laura adjusting to the new time zone, new family and new life style; she had a new school and schedule to learn, and we went as a family to see one of my favorite groups, Home Free.

September is always a crazy month around our house. It's the end of Summer and the prep for Winter begins....plus we had 3 birthdays, and one big party. This year, we celebrated 3 September birthdays. My oldest, his best friend who is like another son to me, and our bonus daughter all had birthdays within a week of each other. So, we had one big party for the 3 of them.

In addition to my kid's party, we held our first disabled veteran deer hunt for the Wake Foundation - Tri-State Chapter in September. We had 4 disabled veterans this year, and our farm got to be host to all the activities. It was an honor and a lot of fun getting to know so many great people!

October brought Laura's first Halloween in America, my least favorite holiday and some unusual weather. We did some fall decorating for the first time in years this year. My girls were loving that. We even got costume bought, candy bought and had plans of trick-or-treating. Unfortunately, the weather was pretty bad and we ended up staying home and having our own Halloween party. October ended with snow...not typical for us, but a great excuse to put the Christmas tree up early! :)

I typically put our Christmas decor up early, because it takes weeks to get everything up and decorated. So, November was a flurry of decorating, lots of laughter as my kids were loving decorating and getting ready for my favorite holidays. Laura got to experience a truly American holiday, twice, Thanksgiving. This year we got to have Thanksgiving Day with Richard's mom's side and his Brother and family.

Our 2nd Thanksgiving was also a kick off of the Christmas season with the other half of Richard's family, or most of them...missing a sister.

December has greeted us with more of a flurry of events. We have our annual traditions that we were able to include Laura with this year. I have been so happy having the 3 kids, all whom love Christmas, to help keep me in the mindset for Christmas this year. We have so many fun traditions and I know my kids are growing up and these traditions will diminish, but for this year anyway, all the kids indulged me and even acted as though they had fun. Visiting Santa at Harvestville Farm, decorating gingerbread houses, lots and lots of baking, our Christmas open house, driving around looking at Christmas lights, multiple Christmas celebrations since both our parents are divorced, our own Christmas, our Christmas eve traditions, my birthday, New Years Eve and New Years Day will round out our big celebrations.

2019 has been a pretty hectic year. With so many changes for us, it's been a little overwhelming trying to fit everything in but we have done our best. We have been blessed with not only a bonus daughter, but also her amazing family. We have spent 4 months as a family of 5, and that is just the beginning. I'm looking forward to our last couple weeks of the year, the celebrations and more memories to be made in the coming months. 2020 is already looking to be full of experiences, changes, and growth in so many ways.

From our family to each of you, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
Salli

Thursday, October 31, 2019

Halloween Coffee Chat




Happy Halloween!

Although I do not like this "holiday" it's been overall pretty fun this year. For a few years now, my daughter has insisted I dress up with her. I really fought this for a awhile. I grew up trick or treating, dressing up, and had a blast. I dressed up some with my son when he was little and even once or twice as a young adult going to adult Halloween parties. At some point, I had not really forgotten the fun parts of Halloween but also how much fun it was to have a few hours to pretend/dress up. This year, I had both my daughters pushing to dress up and have some fun on Halloween. So, I did. We also took time to carve pumpkins, something we hadn't done for years. Since the Midwestern weather decided to turn to crap, we had our own little party at home...lots of music, dancing, a LOT of candy, pizza, and the most fun I've had for a while.

My kids. What can you say about 3 young people that are your world? My son and youngest daughter have been my reason for so many things in my life. Doing what I think is best for them, showing them how to handle themselves not only in differences but also in life generally. Then almost 3 months ago, what began as our foreign exchange student and has fully become the oldest of my girls. I love her just as much if she had been biologically mine. She has not only become part of my family, but is such an amazing addition to it. The 3 kids have blended beautifully together, the 5 of us have become a permanent family even though our Italian daughter will not be staying with us forever.

Let me go into the exchange student thing, for a bit. While our experience has been such a remarkable journey, we've heard so many stories that have not, not to mention there being so much more to hosting than just "welcoming them to your family, providing them meals and a place to sleep." My advice, get to know your student long before they arrive in the states, be upfront with everything when talking to them, truly welcome them into your home and family, be open to learning about your student, their family, their lifestyle at home, be prepared for the their first month in your home(it's a major learning curve for you both), understand before you accept hosting a student that there are requirements for these students while they are here(some more than others), be prepared for some of the required activities they must attend...it will screw up your schedules. I whole heartedly believe that my experience so far has been one that is amazing and wonderful. It's not to say that having to allow strangers into your home to check on your student, even when they are happy, is not irritating; or that them being required to attend events even when they have no interest is not ridiculous in my eyes. I've heard stories of students trying to changing host families because of issues and they are having one issue after another, yet the ones doing well are constantly being contacted. I don't understand all the logistics and I really don't care to. I just know that our host daughter has become another one of my kids. She is happy, adjusting great, content being with us in our little country home, and when she's not required to be at the school, she loves being home with us. So, there is a lot more B.S. involved but, I can say I have have been blessed with another daughter in this experience and we may be giving her an exciting opportunity; she has given us so much more.

So, we all know it's Halloween, but this morning we woke up to about 6" of snow!!! I can't remember having snow on Halloween since I was a kid! Waking up to snow, just gave me a bigger shove to wanting to get my Christmas decorations out and up! Fortunately, I think everyone in my house is on board with that, even if they aren't...they are smart enough not to say otherwise! :) I get a lot of grief because my decorations start going up November 1st. The thing is, they are beautiful and warm, welcoming, and they make me happy! One friend, said he doesn't put his stuff up till it snows...guess what bud?! It's October and it snowed! LOL!!! Sorry, B! Had to!!!

I'm anxious for Christmas this year, as every year....but this year I have the 3 kids to enjoy! We don't go overboard with gifts, ever, and this year will not be any different. I try to get gifts that are meaningful to each person we buy for. Things I know they need, one or 2 things they really want, something to encourage them to keep learning, and usually one or two that encourage them to have fun. My youngest is my artist/musician. She's got the dolls, Barbie's, and horses but art and music have increasingly taken over her interests. I encourage her to keep trying new things. My son has become a little more difficult, since he is older. His list of wants exceeds my spending limits usually, but I think I have some great ideas for this year. My adopted daughter has been a little more difficult, especially since she shows me things, but then ends up buying them! I have a few things already bought for each of them, and have several ideas for her too.

As Christmas shopping goes, it becomes very expensive when you have extended families that keep growing. We had to stop buying for each of our family members years ago. What began as wanting to give to each person something carefully selected, became a burden of buying gifts that took too much money from a very limited budget and wasn't fun. I would stress over buying gifts(because I love to give) and not having enough to cover the bills. So we cut out almost all gift giving, aside from our immediate family. I'd love to see each of our families be able to do more of a name drawing for exchanging gifts that everyone spending foolishly to buy for everyone else. Most of us have what we need and want anyway. I tried making some baked goods to give to family for Christmas and that went over like a lead balloon. So, we stopped all together. I love to give gifts, but spending time with family and friends is the best gift of all!

Every year, we have a Christmas Open House. I spend days upon days, cooking and baking. I love our open house. It's been a way to get family, friends and neighbors together for the holiday; to visit, enjoy some "gifts" made with love and care, and to be reminded of the good ole days when this was a common occurrence. It may seem to be an antique idea, but honestly, it's so enjoyable. I think even more so in these times when everyone seems to constantly be too busy to take time to just visit instead of texting or messaging. It's a time for true human interaction and most of the time, there isn't a phone to be seen!

As my favorite 2 months of the year begin, I will begin my decorating today and the planning for the Christmas Open House, some baking thrown in for good measure, some Christmas music, Hallmark movies, and finishing my Christmas shopping before Black Friday! I want to encourage everyone over the next 2 months to be a blessing. There are some out there that are struggling. Spend an extra $5 or $10 during your grocery shopping to donate to your local food banks, pay for someone's coffee or meal without saying a word, volunteer to help in a local soup kitchen, buy a gift for your local angel tree, donate toiletries to your local food banks(they always need these). Above absolutely everything else, the next 2 months, put your phone down or your computer away and enjoy those around you. Time passes so quickly, our kids grow and leave the nest so fast, our family members are not here permanently. Every single one of us is guilty of bringing our work home, spending too much time online, or making excuses to have our phones front and center in our lives. Put them away! Enjoy the time with your kids, your spouse, your extended family, or your close friends. There is absolutely nothing online or in that phone that should mean enough to cause you to ignore family or friends when they in the same room. Let's get back to having common courtesies, human contact more than internet connections. Put those phones away while you are driving. You may not care if you wreck but your inability to concentrate strictly on driving could hurt or worse, someone who wants to live and has a family waiting for them to come home.

So, as we exit October and begin a new month, I am looking forward to my most favorite times of the year. Even with a few plans being upended already, I suppose I will try to make the best of it all. Goodbye October! See you next year!

Blessings to all,
Salli

Monday, September 30, 2019

Coffee Chat



A little coffee chat after a month of massive overload!



Amazing how quickly time flies anymore! Seems like just yesterday I was anxiously awaiting the start of summer, and here we are starting into October. How the heck did that happen?! Between last years wet fall and winter, this years wet spring and early summer...now we are into yet another start of a wet fall. It's hard to get much done around here in the mud! So much of our little farm is changing...once the weather allows. We have all the plans, it's just been too muddy or too dry to get it all done in a timely manner. Not to mention readjusting to all of us working, working around the public school schedule, and a host of other events.

As most the know me understand, I have to keep busy. me and boredom do not go well together. I love who I am becoming overall, but make no mistake...I have plenty of quirks, plenty of pet peeves, and sometimes a heart that is way too caring! I've been told more times than I care to count that: I over think, over love, over plan, and the list goes on! That is until my own cup is empty. Then I shut down. Essentially, my shut downs are a means of self-care, but they are also a means of taking a step back to re-evaluate any areas of issue. Last week, I found myself in shut down mode, with issue after issue piling up and for each issue I was able to make sense of solved....5 new ones were added.

I juggle a pretty hefty schedule every single day. My days begin between 4:30-5, one person leaves around 6, one around 7, and one around 7:30. My personal work schedule begins at 8, our home schooling begins around 10, lunch around noon, schooling from 1-3, taking calls throughout each section, 3-5 is more calls and working, then it's meal prep, everyone is home, housework, dinner, sometimes clean up(sometimes not), a little family time, then bed by 10 to be able to get up to do it all again. Keeping up with 6-7 schedules daily is a challenge that results in a calendar in just about every room, plus 2 that stay with me whenever I go anywhere. Absolutely none of the above scheduling has any of the actual farm work included. The guys typically keep up with the livestock.
When you consider that schedule, then throw in any outside additions or changes in plans, especially last minute and I'm left floundering.

Now, I can usually manage my own temper fairly well. That is until I have had too much ignorance or stupidity thrown at me. Then it becomes a test...and not an easy one. I have spent so much time trying to make life a little easier for so many people; only to have those efforts thrown on the ground and stomped on. I'd love to be able to just sweep those hurt and rejected feelings under the rug, and act like it does not affect me, but that's not me either. While most people can be completely oblivious of how their actions affect others, I'm not one of them. Again...over think, over love, over...EVERYTHING.

It took me years to accept that who I am is not a comfortable personality for most. I need conversation, I need communication, I need organization, I need consistency, and I need loyalty. I crave connections that based in those areas; with people that understand there are times a hug is worth more than a million dollars, that sometimes I will keep others at arms length for my own peace of mind, that I do not give 2 cents about what others think, that if I feel you have hurt or treated me badly I will withdraw from you, and even if it takes a lifetime...I will follow through with my word.

There are very few that I feel comfortable enough to share most of my life's events with. Those few have known me for 25 plus years. Most just get a watered down version. I'm not fake but most can't handle my truths. I understand and respect that. I'm more of an observer than being super social. People's actions, facial expressions and continued conversations tell a lot about who they are. The strange thing is that people don't realize that. Integrity, class and respect for self has been sidelined in this information overloaded era. Everyone has an opinion, everyone has a right but few take responsibility.

As each week I am fortunate enough to have video conferences with a great group of different healthcare providers, I have learned a tremendous amount of natural/holistic health areas. What has become a reoccurring theme though is how many different areas of health have become blurred. We have such a tremendous need for mental health but not in the current state. Mental health needs to begin at home, as children. It should be the parents job job to teach their children to care for themselves, respect themselves, have manners and class, and for the love of all things holy...stop the bullying. We have a large group of young people that never got their backsides tanned for lying, cheating, etc. AND IT SHOWS! We have such division among people for every possible difference there is. I grew up thinking that all the differences in people made them unique, remarkable and meant that every one was working towards their own goals...NOT that they were different, better or worse, good or bad. I was raised in a poor(monetary anyway) home, we didn't have the best of everything, but I never once envied someone that had more than me...I cheered them on! We were expected to treated everyone with respect even if we disagreed with them. I'm not saying life was perfect...quite the opposite. However, we had bullies to which we were taught to never throw the first punch but we sure as hell better defend ourselves. We had financial struggles and we worked through them. We had divorce, remarriage, and typical school age dramas...but we learned to cope. We didn't have the senseless violence, the off-the-charts rate of suicides, the complete lack of morals/values, or the serious lack of respect that is evident today. Had we behaved then the way some behave today....we would not have been able to sit for a week!!! Which is precisely what some need today!

We have raised a generation of young people that do not know how to cope. They expect everything handed to them, expect a pat on the back for everything, and have no work ethic. This does not apply to all young people but a lot. It's truly sad to see so many demanding so much yet being intolerant of differing opinions.

I will get off that soap box. Sadly, as much as conversation, communication and connections are important to me, I do not have much of any of them. Having your trust burned, tends to make you withdraw and with just a handful that "see" when I start that withdrawl...they reappear in my life to remind me that they are there. Having taken a week to try to replenish some sanity to my thoughts, I've found some answers and can now start a fresh week with a clear vision. Thanks to those that called last week or took time to actually help me get out of my own head!

Wednesday, September 11, 2019

Remembering 9/11/01 - From my eyes




As someone who believes political views should remain personal and not scattered all over the internet; today I am remembering as an American, as a veterans daughter and granddaughter, as a mom. Today, my heart is heavy for the nearly 3000 people who lost their lives because of cowardly, inhumane and worthless people. Today, I pray that ALL AMERICANS can find their way back to where our country was on 9/12/01. Back to being Americans first, not one party or another, instead focusing on supporting our family, friends and neighbors. Supporting our country, our first responders, our police officers, and our soldiers. Going back to seeing flags flying on nearly every home and business, mine is out...is yours?

Every year, I take this day to focus my teaching momentarily on the cowardly acts, and a lot of time focused on the heroism, the men and women who risked life and limb to save as many as possible, the countless Americans that were civilians that rushed to help others, and those who perished at the hands of Muslims...NOT with guns, but with airplanes. I have been teaching what it means to be patriotic, and that does not mean supporting whatever political party is elected, but supporting America, her soldiers and veterans, volunteering to help those in need, and being unselfish in acts of kindness.

Every year, since this horrible tragedy, more and more hatred in our society has blossomed. More and more ignorance has reared its ugly head. More and more people have FORGOTTEN! More and more of our country's history is being removed from curriculm, and look at the outcome.

I do not know a single person that can not tell you exactly where they were or what they were doing on 9/11/01. It was the worst attack on American soil since Pearl Harbor. Myself, I was a young mom. I had a 1 year old child. I had on Good Morning America, listening to it as I finished getting myself and my son ready to go take his 1st year pictures. After hearing about the first plane hitting the tower, I stopped to focus on what was happening on the television. I was watching the live feed as the 2nd plane hit, then the plane hit the pentagon. I was terrified, and in tears. I had been married just 2 years, and I called my husband to see where he was, if he was safe, and I honestly was terrified to leave my home. I hugged my little boy so tight, and cried. To this day, I can still remember the feel of those emotions.

I am all for supporting legal immigration. I am all for loving whomever you love. I will always support and defend our Constitution, our Bill of Rights and military. I will never support murdering unborn children, illegal aliens, reparations, dissolving the electoral college, or taking away our American rights for a false sense of security. I do not believe that everyone should agree with my views, and I will not hate anyone with opposing views, but I refuse to have opposing views forced down my throat. Criminals will never follow laws, so oppressing the law abiding citizens with more and more laws is only making for more and more victims.

Respect is not something that can be demanded. Respect is earned. Some Americans have demanded being respected, they have committed crimes in the name of demanding respect. That is criminal. If you break the law, you are a criminal, period. The founding fathers envisioned a limited government, unalienable rights; not the government controlling everything, providing welfare for many too lazy to work, not protecting Americans from themselves. Too many want to blame their own irresponsible behaviors on everything and everyone else.

On this day of remembrance, I encourage Americans to stop defending this corrupt political system and start defending our freedoms again.
Salli

Thursday, August 29, 2019

Life, Farm, and Adventures




For all who have followed this blog, I have shared a lot of my personal insecurities, my thoughts, and experiences; through many years. The past 9 years have been quite the roller coaster. Emotionally I have grown through my struggles. However, growing has been difficult. There have been several experiences that have have left me emotionally numb. I try very hard to give people the benefit of doubt always, but some of those benefits came back to bite me pretty hard. I have grown mentally and spiritually beyond measure. This growth has required me to step away from people that brought more negative energy than positive. When you are surrounded by negativity, nah-saying, and closed minded people; you will never expand your own mind beyond that. In the past almost decade, I found myself battling on several fronts. None of which were to better myself, those battles were the result of not following my heart, my dreams, my goals or my passions.

It's difficult to constantly feel like your are treading water during a hurricane. I have always tried to be the responsible/sensible person and to always be there for everyone. This is not a bad thing, but by not setting boundaries; you get taken advantage of or taken for granted very quickly. The demands that others expect of you or from you become the anchor that eventually takes you under. Unfortunately, too many times people don't realize they are doing anything to cause a problem; and realistically, people like myself, allow ourselves to be put into these situations. Occasionally, it takes some major event in our lives to shake us up, and make us take a look within ourselves. Yes, I've heard the medical/psychology stand points..."oh, it's just a midlife crisis. You probably had some issues as a child growing up."

Let me tell you, there were issues in my childhood that shaped who I am today. There were incredible memories from my childhood that helped balance out the issues, and yes there were things that happened that still affect me to this day. Guess what?! I can not change my past. I can not change anything clear up and to the point of right now. The thing is, while there have been areas that have given me a hard time, not all of them stemmed from my childhood. Some came about during my late teens, early 20's, and clear up until this year. The bigger thing is, you have to learn to deal with issues, and face them as they come. Some things you can fix while others you have to just learn to let go of. Letting go can be very difficult. It really becomes a matter finding your own peace of mind. Facing issues and difficult areas in your life is hard. It's not impossible though. Like I said, I have spent most of 9 years in the crazy roller coaster of being lost, hurt, trying too hard for things and people that were not good for me, trying to be everything to everyone when I could barely take care of myself.

I have worked hard to be the best mom I could be, giving my kids everything I could but most importantly everything that I needed growing up. I have tried to be a decent wife, although making a relationship work takes 2, and outside interference never ends well. I have tried to be a good child, being there for my parents/step-parents every time they have needed me. I've tried to be a good sister to my siblings, although most of the time my opinion ends up ticking them off. Being a good friend, I've tried, even though several have proven that I can not turn my back before they feel the need to discuss me with others.

Trust is something I have struggled with for most of my life. Once it's broken enough times, you find yourself closing off from most people. Sometimes, even some you don't mean to but it happens. It becomes a bit harrowing to juggle emotions that tend to ambush you. After so many years inside these struggles, I'm finally seeing some daylight. I've had to set some pretty massive boundaries, for everyone. Since I have spent the better part 20 years dedicating my life to being a wife and mom...I lost me. I've been slowly finding my way back to my dreams, my goals, and my own passions. Sadly, one area of issue in my life, ended up being the catalyst I needed to find my way. Even though those changes were difficult, and moving back to our farm had me scared that I would lose myself again...Moving, changing geographically locations several times; was precisely the shake up I needed to open my eyes. I'm not completely out of the fog yet, but almost.

As I mentioned our move back to our farm, that was both relieving and terrifying! I love my home, our area, and the opportunities to be part of something so beautiful. However, farm life is not a lazy life style. We have animal chores twice a day. There's always fencing, watering, feeding, planning, organizing, breeding schedules, feed delivery schedules, fertilizer schedules, animal rotations and vet work to be done. It's a lot to keep up with when 3 out of 4 people in the house have full time jobs off the farm, there's housework, laundry, meals, yard work, gardens, and maintenance that needs kept up with. We have lived on our farm since November 2011. Aside from the the few years we lived in southern Missouri, we have constantly spent money trying to make the farm support itself but never saw any returns. We banked local so whatever that bank was able to do, was what we were forced to work with. Typically, it meant we were trying to twice as much stuff with half the money we needed. They have been fantastic through the years to work with, but they had their limitations and it was not working for us. After months of disagreements, and bickering, we finally worked out a plan that might be able to finally take this farm where I want it to go...supporting itself and hopefully growing. While this growth is terrifying to me, it's necessary. It's time to shit or get off the pot!! So, we are expanding livestock, we have invested in better hay equipment, we have added our son to the management mix, and are looking to increase our investment enough to finally have it supporting itself. While this was my idea from the beginning, sometimes it's easier to just go with the flow than to constantly battle the waves!

We have had the great joy of hosting a foreign exchange student. This has been truly a remarkable experience so far. Although the red tape of it is a little overwhelming, our host daughter is amazing! Experiencing this has opened so many options to learn...for all of us. It's heart warming to hear her laughing with her host siblings, to watch her interact with each of us has been great! We've gotten to experience true Italian cuisine and coffee. We've shared some of our favorite things too. This sweet girl, has reminded me that laughing is contagious! She loves music, and the style of music I grew up listening to. As each week passes, I enjoy more and more having 3 kids in the house. All 3 kids get along so well, it makes this mommma's heart swell!!!

We are gearing up for one our annual birthday parties. Each year, our oldest and his best friend(who I have kind of adopted) has a big hog roast and bonfire for his birthday. This year, as it so happens, we also get to include our host daughters birthday! So, the Fall party looks to be even bigger.

September is always our busiest month. This year is no different. It's looking to be pretty chaotic, but it should be fun!
Thanks for reading my friends. Each chapter will hopefully get better from here on out but stay tuned for all the adventures!

Salli

Friday, August 16, 2019

Hosting Update - 2 weeks




What an incredible adventure!!
We have reached the 2 week mark with our host daughter Laura, from Italy. It's so difficult to really express the entirety of our experiences so far. So, I am going to do my best to explain our journey to date.

There is so much excitement that builds while waiting for the date your new family member will arrive. For my family, we had 6 months to build a relationship and bond. It really seemed like the time was dragging yet it was also slipping away as some projects we wanted to finish before she arrived. So, it was kind of tedious. Honestly, we put the final touches on the main projects the day before we picked her up! Anyway, we had 6 months to get to know Laura. We got to learn more about her, her family, and share our family and everyday lives. We didn't talk/text daily but realistically it was about every 3-4 days. We'd send videos back and forth, share text messages about events happening in our lives, and sometimes it was just a quick message to say one of us was really busy.

Living on our farm, was one of the shared subjects early on. We didn't want her to be disappointed that she would not be in an urban area. We shared that we have farm chores twice a day and lived in a very rural area. I thought it was important to understand that we do not travel often and rarely overnight. It was important to me that she knew we had dinner almost every night together and technology was not allowed at our table, that we wanted her to join into our activities and truly be a member of our family, and to make herself at home! Fortunately, we learned quickly that our family was not all the different from hers, just the farm/city lives were the main difference.

When the date FINALLY arrived to pick her up, I was super nervous. Honestly, I loved her before ever meeting her in person! I had already placed her in my heart with my own children. I think my main concern, was if she would love us as much as we already loved her. Needless to say, that concern was very misplaced! She's an incredible young lady!!!

Her adventure began 3 days before ever meeting our family. She had the long flight from Italy to Newark, NJ, then 2 days exploring NYC, then another flight from Newark, NJ to St. Louis, MO, and then a 3 hour car ride to our home. I can not speak for all the students but Laura was beyond exhausted by the time we got home! We added in a quick stop for lunch and to get soap and necessities she may need right away. The sweet girl slept most of the way home, and napped off and on all afternoon. Our local representative came out that evening to meet and welcome her. When she went to sleep that night, she slept clear through until almost 5 the next evening. She got up showered, at dinner and was back to sleep. The first 4 days were about sleeping for her and keeping my house quiet so she could sleep for me. After she got somewhat caught up and recovered from jet lag and exhaustion, we started really enjoying to know her. This sweet girl brought us some incredible gifts and I can not tell you how meaningful they were. It was like she just knew each of us! During one of the days she slept, I read the book she brought us about her town. It is such a beautiful town, full of history, amazing architecture and culture. I can not wait to continue learning more!

Our family gained such amazing young lady! I have cooked, we have eaten out, shopped for food and clothes, and the girls have attended multiple meetings with me. I was concerned if our foods here would fit the style of foods she was used to. To be honest, she is not picky at all. Here's a funny little side story. I plan my menu for 2 weeks at a time. The menu included a night that had spaghetti. American spaghetti, is just a big NO! Now, we are still laughing about this regularly because although she was gracious enough to eat it, apparently, American spaghetti is just all wrong! So, I am going to learn the art of making Italian spaghetti, the correct way!!! Another fun little tidbit, all these items in the stores that say "Italian," are NOT! It has been so fun to grocery shop with her and hear and see her point to these things and say....No, No, No. Those are NOT Italian! It's truly had me laughing so much! Clothes shopping was another great experience! I have not liked to clothes shop for more than 20 years! I never know if things look right, if the colors are right, if the styles work...and being my size, finding anything to fit right is a disaster! So, an afternoon shopping with Laura, reminded me of the fun shopping could be. It also included purchasing a few items, I probably would have looked over if she hadn't been there. Plus, we got to introduce her to cowgirl bots and Wrangler jeans.

As the days have progressed, I have looked seeing her open up even more. She has stepped in to help setting the dinner table, clearing the table, picking up after herself, getting after my daughter to keep her stuff picked up; she and my daughter have gotten so close! They have done arts and crafts, made a blanket fort, shared some hilarious attempts at my daughter trying to learn Italian words, so many giggles and out right laughter, and meal times...oh my are they never boring! Usually meal times result in everyone laughing, and so many times we have all laughed until we are crying. While my little family has been close and had so many blessings and laughs; adding our host daughter has just added one more blessing and forever member to our family.

This week, we got to attend the school orientation. We got to go to her locker, and each class while meeting the teachers. While I am was very impressed with the Principal, the Guidance Counselor, and a majority of her teachers, Laura was nervous. I truly expected this. A new country, a new school, and being in a new home and family, is a lot for anyone! Thursday was her first day of school. This poor girl was exhausted! She has to be on the bus at 7 am, then she has school all day, eating lunch at school which is different than she is used to, using a computer instead of books which is also different, changing 8 classes everyday is different, and her first bus ride home resulted in an hour and 20 minutes after school was done for the day. Fortunately, I believe that afternoon bus trip will be less after the first day confusions, but when she got home last night, she was ready to sleep! That sweet girl pushed through, had dinner with the family and even stayed in the living room with the family until after 9pm. She was still pretty tired this morning, but she was still up, ready to go, had time for her coffee and was ready for the bus.

So, here's another fun story, another learning experience for me. Apparently, coffee in Italy, is a LOT different than in America. She tried our coffee, and even tried Starbucks while in New York. It was another "spaghetti" big NO! When I asked if she was used to drinking coffee, she said yes but she would be fine without it. As a coffee drinker, that was not acceptable to me. So, I began searching. I found several coffees and coffee machines that were "Italian." Fortunately, she was able to contact her mom at home and find out which machine and coffee she was used to. A quick search through Amazon, a few clicks, and voila...they were on their way. Then we had to have her mom walk us through how to season the machine, and how much coffee to use. The first round, you could just see her eyes light up and her remark, "mmmm, this is good!" made my heart happy! So, now, we have this amazing coffee preparer, true Italian coffee, and the Italian milk frother. I will tell you, I had to try this coffee. I have yet to find a coffee that I don't like. Italian coffee, prepared as Laura drinks it, is such a savory thing! It reminds me of the coffee you would get from an old type percolator coffee pot, like my grandparents had. It's a coffee/espresso type of flavor, and you add in warm frothed milk and WOW!

Since Laura and my son have birthdays so close together, we having a joint birthday party for them. My son's birthday is the 9th, and Laura's is the 16th. So, a big birthday bash, bonfire and a chance for more of our extended families to meet this amazing young lady!

I can tell you, at this point in our adventure, it's been incredible! In my eyes, Laura is just as much in my heart as my biological children, her biological family has become an extension of our family, and hosting an exchange student is something that is not only remarkable but has the potential to change your life and views forever! Hosting an exchange student requires an open mind from both your family and your host student, but also requires making some adjustments by both, to make the experience work for all. The opportunity to grow, learn, share, and experience both your own lifestyle but also that of the host student is an opportunity that you will never regret.

I can't wait to share more of our adventures! Have a beautiful day!
Salli

Sunday, August 4, 2019

Our year hosting a student has begun




Being a host family has been an idea our head for a lot of years, however, the timing was never just right. The thought of hosting a student from a different country was very exciting, but also a bit nerve wracking! There were always a lot of questions, some real concerns and for me, having 2 children that were young was a bit intimidating. 2019 was the year that changed all of that, sort of.

Early this year we saw a post on Facebook asking for host families for students from several different countries. We talked about it briefly, and then decided to ask some of our questions to lady that had the post. It turned out that the questions and concerns we had were answered very quickly, and the process to become an approved family, went just as quickly. Within just a few weeks, we had decided on our host daughter, and waited to hear when we'd get to start communicating. Then just a short while later, I got the most amazing email from our host daughter. We connected on several social media outlets, and this amazing app that allowed us to text back and forth. This communication began in February. We knew she would be arriving in August before the start of school, but didn't have an exact date. We had roughly 5 months to get to know our host daughter, to learn about her daily life and share ours, we sent videos back and forth and even got to see her family.

There was a lot of anticipation for how our host daughter would like living on a farm, how our family would adapt to having another young person in our home, and a lot of concerns that did not even come up until after she arrived. The process for being approved was really the easy part. Although my home is never immaculate, it's clean. We have plenty of food to feed an extra person, we have enough space to allow for our daughter to have her own bed, and being able to offer love and support is a given in my home.

Through the months of getting to know our daughter, we shared so many text messages, videos, and so much about our lives. It became very clear, early on, that our host daughter was loved before ever meeting her in person. I don't believe that if we hadn't had so much time to get to know each other, it would have been much more difficult for everyone to adapt. It was very interesting learning about our host daughter. The cultural differences with our daughter are not super extreme, but the communication styles are more defined. We learned about her travel arrangements from her quite a while before our local rep had them, so that was interesting also.

In addition to everything else, we had the experience of attending a host family orientation. This was about two weeks before our host daughter arrived. We got to meet some of the other families, and got to learn about them and their host children. It was interesting. From the information I heard, it seems that most school districts are very welcoming. The school district I live in seems to be much less so, to this point. I'm hopeful that that will change soon. This was one of the main concerns I had. I am hopeful that the few areas of conflict will be ironed out quickly.

On August 2nd, we picked our daughter up at the airport. I can tell you that I was nervous. Not only had I never driven to the airport...I had never been in the airport! As a side note, it was really no big deal(after the fact!). I drove there, without any real issue, even found a close parking spot, found the correct terminal and gate! I was pretty impressed with myself! Anyway, the excitement and anticipation had built to picking her up and everyone was excited. We got there to find 9 other families also waiting as patiently as possible. When we finally saw the students coming, it was a feeling of relief. It was like, finally, my daughter is home and safe! After lots of hugs, a few pictures, collecting luggage, and getting back to the parking garage...it time for the long trip home. St. Louis is an easy 3 hour drive. That does not include any stops or any excess traffic. After a 10 hour flight from Italy to Newark, NJ; 3 days sight seeing and living on adrenaline a 2 1/2 hour flight from Newark to St. Louis; another 3 hour trip home was even more exhausting. Because of the flying regulations, we stopped to eat lunch and at a Wal-Mart to make sure she had soap, shampoo and anything else she needed right away. 4 1/2 hours later, we finally got home. This sweet young lady was beyond exhausted. Our local rep came out that evening to visit and meet our daughter, and the poor thing about fell asleep at the dinner table. She went to sleep Friday night about 9, and slept until almost 4:30 Saturday evening. We got to visit a little more Saturday evening, had a nice dinner, and everyone went to bed by 10...all of us still completely exhausted!

We still have a lot of expectations and requirements to focus on. We were told someone has to come out again to view our home...this seems a bit ridiculous, but whatever, we have to deal with the school district to get her enrolled and figure out how they intend to get her to and from the 25 miles each direction since they have claimed we aren't in their district and that they don't have buses out here(there are 2 we know of within 5 miles). We have to take her to get whatever school supplies she needs and a phone that will be usable here to call us if she needs us, we have to make time when she is not completely exhausted to go over our rules and expectations.

As we have ventured into this experience, we have heard some disturbing commentary about hosting students. I would not host a student unless I intended to treat them just as I would my own children, but it seems there are some that don't believe that way. I would not leave my own children(even though one is 18)home for an entire weekend alone. I would not have anything in my house if it was not for everyone living here to use or eat. I expect everyone that comes here to make themselves at home. I have 2 weeks with my host daughter before school begins. That means there are several meetings, several different things that I have to do. She as well as my daughter will be attending them with me. When I have business trips, my host daughter will go with me just as my biological kids do. While I will do my best to make sure that she does not miss any school, I can not guarantee that in the school year she won't have to miss a few days so that she is not left in the middle of no where with no transportation or adult with her. Coming into a completely different country, not being able to drive anything with a motor(completely irresponsible on a farm), having these students pushed so hard to attend the schools and activities, plus have required community service hours, and a multitude of other activities seems to be counter productive but we will see. I have a requirement from the hosting group, a promise to our host daughters family to protect her and keep her safe and healthy and the promise that I will always treat her just like she was my own with love, support and care.

The transition period I had anticipated has been happening this weekend. Lots of resting, getting familiar with our home/family and the time differences. This is already one of the most rewarding experiences I can remember, there is just a huge learning curve. As with any new adventure, there are learning periods and adjustments. This is our first year hosting a student, and how everything goes will determine if we do it again. This year, however, we are going to treasure our time with our host daughter, learn everything we can about her and her country, share our lives with her, and I know I have already welcomed this sweet young lady into our home, our hearts and our life forever!

I hope to share our adventures, and this amazing journey throughout the next 10 months. I know there will be a lot of photos, lots of holidays and even an 18th birthday! Stay tuned for more of our adventure!!
Salli

Monday, July 15, 2019

Let's chat a bit


It's been a while since I've felt like writing. I have a lot to say but once in a while, I figure a lot of people can't handle my opinions or thoughts...so I keep to myself. Today, I have a lot on my mind and in my heart. So this has been building for a bit. So let's chat!

My life gets a little crazy at times. Some of it is just juggling so many schedules and different hats I have to wear, but there is more. I tend to be a venting post for so many, and many times those conversations stay with me long after the actual conversation is done. I truly enjoy visiting with people, and it eases my mind to know that so many depend on me and trust me with their thoughts. There are times though, that people just drain the life out of me. The constant negativity, the dramas, the complaints; some days are just extremely overwhelming, while dealing with my own life. Trying to keep a balance is very difficult when you want to always be available for people and never want to let anyone down. With all that being said, sometimes I just have to withdraw for a little while and allow myself the time to recharge.

We moved to our farm in 2011. Not having grown up on a farm, I've really had to learn a lot, double time! Not to mention the physical side that my 110 lbs. was not ready for. I've done it though. Anyway, my education is in business and analyzing. Although there have been many years when juggling a budget with one income was nearly impossible, I've always tried to do my best. After many years now of battles over how to best make several things work...I'm hoping we are finally on a good path. It's all a matter of getting the ball rolling to make everything work. I'm spent many years moderating and trying to stay on neutral territory, as a referee of sorts. Now, I am stepping up bigger than I have in 20 years. I have to. I've tried things one way and they do not work for me...so now it's time to try them my way. While we spent a little more than 2 years away from our farm and eliminated everything when we thought the farm would sell, we are now in a position to have to replace a lot. Our first year back had more twists and turns than the road we live on, and several heartbreaks(for me). Now, I'm done playing around. It's time to shit or get off the pot! I have had many ideas through the years that have been let go. Now, I'm going to make them happen. It's time to make this farm earn its keep. I'm done just throwing money at it and trying to work with uncertainty. We are replacing hay equipment as we can, we had already built built half our east perimeter fence, now we are building the rest. I've listened to small minds, big mouths and rumor mill crap; now I'm listening to me. I am doing what is best for my family only.

I love our little farm, and the man that told me to make it our home is always close to my heart...even if I miss his little chats, I know he's never far away. I hope my dreams will come to fruition for this place and would make him proud.

As I said earlier, there is always some form of craziness around here. If it's not my young people and their personalities, it's animals, everyday life, schooling schedules, work schedules or my newest adventures. Now, we are welcoming an exchange student into our home and life. We have had the pleasure of getting to know her since about April, and she will be coming to her American home August 2nd. We get almost a year to learn and share cultures with our host daughter from Italy. While we can't wait to share our lives, our home, our farm and some adventures; we can't wait to learn about her life, her home, her family, and I am looking forward to even sharing my kitchen! Maybe we can even learn some of the Italian language.

It's weird to think about everything going on around here, but not know where to start! Our oldest graduated in May, our youngest has begun 5th grade. I'm constantly learning something - from "counseling" to psychology, new found business plan writing techniques, graphic design, many areas of red tape, juggling 4 work schedules, a home school schedule, traveling schedules, farm schedules(breeding, wormings, weight gain, etc.) all while attempting to keep up with housework, laundry, meals and groceries. Most days, as soon as dinner is over, I am curled up in my recliner asleep! So many schedules tend to make make me crazy. If it wasn't for my planners, I would not keep up! Honestly, I do not handle being bored well, so being busy is good. Although there are times I would love to take a day without technology...I probably won't, but it sounds good!

As some of you may have seen on Facebook, I am helping expand a veteran foundation in my area. The foundation is one I have done a lot of volunteering for over the past 3 years; everything from deer hunts to thank you concerts, to kayak trips and community involvement. It's been such a humbling experience to work with such amazing people. Taking the time to get to know and hear the stories of the veterans, to see their exceptional attitudes even through their personal hardships, and to see them continue to gain their independence and courage through the multitude of events is an incredible experience. The men and women I have gotten to know, have helped me to remember never to give up. It's also a good reminder that so many of my little issues are unnecessarily being worried over - even when I have no control over them. Our American veterans are some of the most incredible people!!! I hope you will keep up with the events through Facebook and my blogs.

As our family continues to adjust to our new "normal" you can follow along on our Bowen Family Farm Facebook page. You can keep up with my personal page, and the foundation Facebook page, WakeFoundation. If you are near us in location, just know we love visits, but if you are coming to look at my house...probably best not to come. I do what I can as I have the energy, the rest will be there when I get to it! I've learned that life is fleeting, and there's more important things than an immaculate home, expensive material items and useless stuff.

So, for today, I'm going to finish up to get more of my to-do list knocked down. I wish you all a beautiful and blessed day!!!
Salli

Sunday, June 9, 2019

Venting Session




After a week from hell, I needed a my writing again. The past week was not only the longest week I've had for a while, it was pretty rocky too. Most people do not get to experience what goes on in my life, and honestly, sometimes that is a good thing. Other times, I wish others could see, so they would understand better how hard it is to not only find balance, but to remain even the slightest bit positive.

My days are full. I don't think I have even a single day in the 12 months that doesn't already have something scheduled in it. While I like to be busy, so that I don't have much time to focus on negative energy, sometimes it's overwhelming. So many days, I'd love to eliminate technology, phones, and the outside world in general; we all know that would be a pipe dream though. There will always be some form of distractions, even without the technology.

As I try to find the best way to put words to thoughts, I am drawing a lot of blanks. It's difficult to put words to bad behaviors, pent up emotions, and lack of an outlet. I spend a lot of time in a tug-of-war between fighting like hell and waving a white flag. In the 22 years that I have spent in Missouri, there has been a total of a about 3 years that didn't leave me feeling overwhelmed, useless, conflicted; constantly doubting myself, my abilities, or my value/worth. I love my life style, and so many of the things I've learned, but there has been so many areas that left me in a constant struggle to not believe so much of the negative noise I've heard.

After having my kids, they became my world. I focused on raising them to believe in themselves, to take the crap other people spew with a grain of salt, to focus on what is best for them. I've played referee, been their shoulder to cry on when others have behaved badly or made hurtful remarks, and spent a lot of time being the bad guy because I refused to let them be put in the same type of tug-of-war game that I have been.

So many times, it would have been easier for me to have someone that I could talk to, or bounce ideas off of, or even to share those little victories that meant so much me. The thing is, I hate to bother anyone else with my struggles. Everyone has their own battles, and I can't always be there for them because I'm so overwhelmed. So, I withdraw a little more. I lock those thoughts, feelings, emotions, and most the time even the anger, away. I let so much build up, that when I finally can't take anymore and blow up, there are so many issues, resentments, and anger. As I am getting older, I'm finding it harder to tolerate much. Some situations are outside of my control, but when it affects my life, I want to go postal! I want to release all the negative, speak my mind - unfiltered, tell others exactly what I think...but I won't. Honestly, I've tried to have a few conversations with people that have been involved in some of the issues...they either don't see a problem or they can't bother to actually listen for more than a handful of minutes.

I spend so much time being a venting post or battering ram for everyone else, that it mentally drains me. I even have complete strangers that stop me in public to tell me their life story! I never believed that at 44 years old, being married for nearly 20 years, with 2 amazing kids...that I would be lonely! That is one of the areas that really bugs me. I'm not demanding or high maintenance, I don't need expensive crap and hate shopping...I just want people in my life that will try to understand, that I can feel safe enough to talk openly to, and that will be there for me as much I am for them.

I'm tired. I have spent so many years fighting for everything. So many years trying to prove to others my value and my loyalties. When in all fairness, I don't have to proven crap to anyone. I am not perfect. I can be the best friend you have or your worst enemy...the choice is yours. I will be loyal, caring and empathic; until I hit the breaking point when your involvement in my life becomes more of liability than an asset...then I AM DONE! There have been so many areas that I have reached that point in the past 5 years. I do not make rash decisions, and there are just areas that I can no longer participate in the senseless dramas. The manipulations, guilt trips, and chaos has had me in a spiral of negative emotions and questioning myself. I am done with it, and I am taking the steps needed to fix what I can or let go of what I can't fix.

I just want to live the best life possible, with the best people possible around me, eliminate negativity and drama, and not ever feel again, what I've felt for the better part of 17 years.
End of venting!

Monday, May 20, 2019

My Balance - 4 Quadrants




I've taken a few steps back to do some reevaluating in all areas of my life. It's been an interesting several years, with a lot of personal growth, some emotional growth(but more withdrawl), a ton of spiritual growth, a lot of mental growth and attempting to find a level area to begin balancing. If I had to pinpoint one major area that has changed for me in the past 7 years, although it's difficult to narrow it down to just one, I would say it's the gradual learning of accepting the person I am...the good, the bad, and the ugly!

My own personal journey has taught me to cha-cha a lot! I've juggled the 2 steps forward, 3 backward, paradigm for quite a while. I've struggled through personal issues, past hurts, past issues, anger, stress, resentments, feeling depressed and even several bouts of the pity party. I've had to accept all my quirks, even when I'm told I'm overreacting, or over sensitive, or it doesn't matter. When something doesn't matter to someone else, that's ok. It's never ok to make someone feel second rate simply because it does matter to them. It's no different when someone feels something or feels a certain way. If I am angry, no one has the right to tell me that I don't have the right to feel that particular emotion. Just as I have no right to belittle someone for feeling differently than I do. When you reach the point in your life that you begin the invisible to others growth, it changes the playing field.

Ironically, as much as I loath technology, with the determination to learn; you can find a wealth of information. In my own personal story, I've learned more than I really set out to learn. What begin around my 37th or 38th birthday, as a yearning to have my own identity again separate from being just a wife and mother, to have a career I loved again, and to not feel like there were parts of myself missing. Having some great contacts in the holistic side of healthcare has helped to bounce some thoughts off of and get some input, having some great friends that have helped keep my feet on the ground and kept me from getting too down, and having a couple people that I have met through this journey to help understand some of the other aspects I've been dealing with has kept me from feeling too crazy. While some believe that a midlife crisis occurs around my age, if what I have dealt with is anything close, it's not a crisis except to those around you that have not reach their point of growth or those not willing to grow with you. For some, a "midlife crisis" is just that. It's the point in life that changes you. Sometimes it making a change in careers, a change in relationships, a change in vehicles...it's the changes that people fear. Change is terrifying when you don't see a need in it, or your partner changes and that change doesn't always include you. For me, these changes have required me to grow, required me to take huge leaps outside my comfort zone, and is still requiring me to accept some changes that haven't matured yet.




Having spent the better part of 10 years now working with holistic care, I've learned how our entire health is wrapped up in 4 quadrants together. Body, Mind, Soul, and Heart must all balance. When one or all of these are out of balance...it throws them all out of balance. At this stage of my life, my areas of growth have been pretty focused. The thing is, with so much technology involved in our day-to-day lives, so many judgements from different aspects, so many expectations from every side possible; it becomes difficult to allow ourselves to be who we are without trying to convince others that we are right and they are wrong. The most important thing here is that while I may be doing what is right for me, and believe what I believe based on my own personal morals and values; it is not always the same thoughts or decisions best for others. I'm absolutely certain that each and everyone of us has our skeletons, and we do not need to be digging around for someone else's!

There are days, that finding balance can be nearly impossible. If any of you are like me, you get online regularly and are bombarded with the negativity that seems to have encompassed social media. If it's not politics, it's morals and values, it's personal choice that is different from mainstream, or any number of other areas that differ from mainstream. For me, there are days that it's all too much. When you are seeking balance, sometimes it takes withdrawing from things so you can focus on the need at hand.

I am personally terrible about this. When I get too stressed, too overwhelmed, or just too emotional; I withdraw. I crawl into a bubble of sorts, and push everyone else out. This is probably an unhealthy self-preservation method, but it's the only way I know how to limit my thoughts from the thoughts of others. When you are working on yourself, too many outside voices become louder than your own voice, and your mind becomes a jumbled mess in a hurry.

Working on the balance of mind, body, spirit and heart; you learn how that delicate balance is thrown off by just one being our of sync. For years, I did yoga and meditation every morning, I wrote in my journals daily, I made myself get out in nature, and I ate a pretty strict diet. After a few years of that all being brushed by the wayside, I'm finding that some old health issues have come back into play. My allergies have returned to a pretty bad state, my hormones are all over the map, I've put on weight that I can't shed, my focus is not what it should be, and I have zero tolerance for ignorant and disrespectful people. My husband I just had a conversation yesterday about respect. My exact remark, "people demand respect yet are unwilling to give it." That has become the norm. Everyone wants respect or demands it, yet no one is willing to give it.

So many areas come into play when working on yourself. As a human, it's so much easier to give advice than to listen to your own advice. When you are in the center of an issue, it's so difficult to see the outside edge - you know the light at the end of the tunnel?! For me, writing has always been my got to source, but there are days I can't even write what I'm feeling because everything seems so mucky. My own growth has had multiple aspects to it and multiple speed bumps too. I'm told that happens when you hit this stage of life, you have kids, a spouse, and the number of other areas of concern that I have in my life.

My own growth has hit a plateau recently. I'm kind of struggling with several areas that have come up, that I wasn't prepared for. My oldest graduating high school has really been a kick. How do you manage that phase? I keep bouncing from wanting to cry to thinking well I still have one to get finished. This new transitional phase has left me baffled. I'm thrilled be finished with the school work side, struggling with letting him spread his wings, yet thrilled at the possibilities open to him.

Being 44, my oldest was an only child for 8 years. Then my youngest surprise made her appearance. The bond I've had with my kids has been an incredible one. Being mom and teacher, nurse and friend, playmate and authority figure...it gives you such an array of duties. Any mom will tell you, there are days being everything to everyone is just too much. I can honestly say, I've never regretted a minute of it. Even all the changes I've had to make through the years, have been made for the sake of doing what is best for my kids. We all make mistakes, but we all try our best too.

Having had a few years of eating foods that are not the best for me, has pushed me backward in my healthcare. and allowed some issues to reappear. Mostly just aches, pains, and sinus/cold crap. The thing is, I know from first hand experience how changing a diet can change any ill health. Many times, when you are not able to live the life that I do, you don't have as many options of healthy food. I've lived on both sides of this. I've done the town living, city living, country living and farm living. I've been fortunate to have learned how to raise or grow the biggest majority of my own foods. I've learned what chemicals and food colorings to steer clear of and yet...I got away from it for a couple years. Now, my challenge is getting back to it, going back to minimal processed or restaurant foods, and getting back to the mindset of moderation. It's time for my determination and will to re-enter my diet area. After trying to find dress clothes to fit in my closet and only having a single pair of dress pants...I know this has to be a priority.

A few weeks back, I had the honor of finding and meeting an amazing lady who is a massage and Reiki therapist. After just a short session with her, I felt better than I had for a long time. I felt my own voice return. I will be making the effort to visit her again in the near future. After a few years of crappy diets, some annoying aches and pains have returned and I need them gone. I'm too young to feel this way, and I refuse to just accept these as part of getting older. Bull!! I need to be taking the time to integrate yoga and meditation back into my daily routine, make the time and money available for a regular massage, get back to clean eating, and let my body get back to healing itself.

Spiritually, I'm stronger than I've ever been. I'm still growing and learning daily, but that area has been huge growth in the past several year. My beliefs are not in line with most others, and that's ok. What works for me, is best for me. What works for you is best for you. I won't judge, period! I have my daily prayers, and I've shared with my kids my beliefs and the religious beliefs, so they can decide what works for them.

My heart. This is an area that has always given me fits. I care too much for too many people, and I end up hurt and used. I love hard until I am treated badly, then all emotions get shut off. I am too empathetic and I get hurt too much. I keep people at arms length, and even the very few that have gotten closer have had to feel what it's like to be put back to arms length. Not for anything they have done, but because of my own need to protect myself when I can't deal with anything else. There are just 2 people who have ever gotten into and stayed in my heart...my kids. There are a few that I know I could depend on anytime, and they can depend on me...even when I withdraw, if they truly needed me, I would be there. But, after so many years of trying to understand being highly sensitively, I have to be able to recharge. Sometimes that takes a day or two...other times it takes weeks. It really depends on what's happening in my life.

Keeping my mind sharp is a high priority. I have this need to learn, to research, and to understand so many different areas. I really think if I got credit for every subject I've studied...I'd have a few Masters Degrees by now! Learning is something I have drilled into my kids heads for years...learn everything you can and never stop learning! In the 26 years since I graduated high school, I've studied: business, business management, accounting, architecture, biology, dance, psychology, religions, natural/holistic health, herbalism, land management, animal husbandry, horticulture, cooking/baking, and home interior/design. I've done a little study in law, and have been focused on nonprofits for a couple years now...in addition to still learning many of the other areas.

Now then, here is the kicker. The judgement and societal thought, becomes pathetic. As young people, we are expected to choose an area to study, and stick to it. At 18, we expect these young people to decide what they are going to do with the rest of their lives...this could be the equivalent to 90 years! How many of us can say we have done anything for more than 20 years? Yes, you have to have an income, you need to be a productive member of society, and it's much easier to learn when education is still fresh. However, we are teaching our kids exactly why so many are going through a mid-life crisis. As we get older, our interests change. At 18, we go to college based on a program we are expected to choose sometimes even before we graduate, we major in partying and scrape by to get that expensive degree. Then we graduate college only to have a mountain of school debt, work a year or two and many times...change our minds. Well, we still have that mountain of debt, now we probably have rent, a vehicle payment, utilities, credit cards and we're miserable. But guess what, now it's considered too late! Now, because of the debt, we have to go to that job we hate everyday, we were told that at 18 we are supposed to be adults - go out get a place of your own, start your own life, and you know what...we are clueless!! I know these were the thoughts when I graduated. My parents couldn't afford to pay for my college, but if they were going to help...I had to choose a major they accepted. So, herein begins the vicious cycle that so many of us faced at such a young age. At 22, I finally finished the degree I began working on at 18. It only took 20 years until I actually began to use it. In the meantime, I studied everything I could get my hand on, every subject that caught my attention; and you know, for the most part...the only it cost me was a few late fees from the local libraries! I have been fortunate enough to have had access to so much information, and technology is so wide-based now that continued learning is even easier. I've told my own kids that college is not necessary! If they want a degree, fine. There are some amazing community colleges out there that cost a fraction of a university, there are some truly amazing tech schools and trade schools that make so much sense. You can get a generalized associate degree in just a couple years online, through an accredited school, and save yourself so much money, while you are working a job and exploring your interests. This push for college, student loans, and such is so sad to me. Sure there are exceptions, but give yourself time truly find something you are passionate about, something that lights the fire in your soul, and something that you love doing! As a parent, I find myself looking back and changing my views. I want my kids to stay at home as long as possible. I want them to have that breathing room to find something that drives them and makes them happy, without amassing a heap of debt for something they may never need or use.

Anyway, I am continually working on myself. The balance I seek is within my own power to grab. As I continue to grow, and learn; I know there will be a learning curve. There will be bumps or mountains to get over. If I have learned anything through the years; it's that no matter how many detours I have to take, I am strong enough to do so. Sometimes, I just have to remind myself of everything I've been through in life...I've made it to this point. A little battered, a little bitter, and even a few cracks...but a better person overall.

Thanks for riding this journey with me!
Salli

Tuesday, April 9, 2019

Rambling




It's such a beautiful time. Although there are still some cooler temps, so much is coming back to life after the long, cold winter. The grass is green again, all the trees have begun to show signs of leaves, and the animals have begun shedding off their winter fur. Even my family has shown signs of finding some balance. It's truly remarkable how nature works, without much effort and consistently, year after year...season after season.

As Spring has really set in here in Northeastern Missouri, my own thoughts have been a bit more optimistic. For some reason, Winter was really difficult for me this year. I felt trapped. That is not a feeling I deal with well. Honestly, being forced by nature to be secluded as I was, gave me some time to do some reevaluating. While everyone is always so busy being busy, running everywhere, gossiping or wasting time and money; I was home almost 24/7 for most of 3 solid months. That's a lot of time to find every possible problem, area of concern, and even to build yourself to where you want to be. While I can understand that some depressions are not controllable, some are more of a seasonable variety. That of the seasonable variety can be controlled, but they can also be very beneficial.

Obviously, I am not a doctor, but I love psychology! I have spent a lot of years studying many different modules of it. So, when I find myself in a situation that is uncomfortable or different than my own normal, I start researching. This Winter, it's been a pretty broad range of areas: relationships, breaking the molds of past hurts and upbringing, seasonal depression...just to name a few. Now, in my case, I have not been really depressed. It's been more a deal of I'm not happy, so I need to find out why and fix it! I went to school, got my certificate in Natural Health Consulting, and graduated with honors 10 years ago. I have since continued to study all the different paradigms that fall into the Natural Health category. There are a LOT!!! When you are trying to find answers; for me, I research. I have been in several groups for a lot of years, and most of the time, I can "talk" to a multitude of holistic providers to get their thoughts on about any subject manner possible. The one commonality is their belief in the Mind/Body/Spirit theory. This is basically, when all 3 are in harmony, you achieve your desired health. When one is out of balance, it throws them all out balance.

For about 10 years now, I have struggled to find my own happiness. I love my family, I love my life, but there have been a lot of areas that do not balance out. It's been like a really bumpy roller coaster. There have been some great high points, but also some pretty low points. The thing that has taken me a long time to understand, is that all of these, have a purpose. I keep reminding myself that everything happens for a reason, and the repeat issues come in when you don't learn what you are meant to learn. So, therein comes more research. Thankfully, I journal...a lot! I can go back through and find similarities, differences, and changes. The thing is, I'm not really unhappy overall, there are just areas that kick me in the backside. There have been a lot of times that outside interference has played a big role in highs/lows in my life, but realistically...just as many have occurred within my home. You can not put 2 people, with different upbringings, different personalities, different paths, and ultimately different goals; under one roof and expect everything to run smoothly. It's just not going to happen. Arguments are necessary for a healthy relationship, but arguing respectably is a necessity. This is one area that is very difficult. Too many of us, myself included, struggle to hear criticism, even if it's meant to be constructive. Then, it ends up being taken the wrong way, and the other person becomes defensive and all hope in solving an issue is lost.

Being the strong-willed/stubborn/hard headed (whatever), type of person I am, mixed with someone who cares too deeply for my own peace of mind most of the time, throws another monkey wrench into the mix. I truly care about others, most of the time I end up being their sounding board and I want to help them fix their problems...and that poses a problem because I care enough to try to help them, and fix the problem. Most of the time, I've found that they just need to vent...but my personality wants to fix! Typically, I try to make sure I know what I'm talking about before I say much. I do not handle being blind-sided well. When I am caught off guard...I'm not usually very nice or understanding. I need to have space to deal with whatever is thrown at me. When too many issues overwhelm me, I shut down completely, and withdraw from the world. Whether it's others coming to me for a venting post, my household, extended family, etc., when I am overwhelmed...I am not a nice person. It's like backing a tiger into a corner....I will come out fighting(even if I don't need to.).

I am stubborn, and I know this. The thing is, when I see something that needs fixed, something that seems wrong, or someone that is not being genuine...I like to fix it. I am not one that likes to ever go back on my word, that will say things just to appease people, or just blend in with what everyone else is doing. Fake people irritate the crap out of me, people that will not follow through or make right situations that they have created upset me, people that are nice to your face while talking behind your back just tick me off instantly. Then you have people that you truly care for that may be dealing with some issues...but as soon as you voice your opinion, that they have asked for, get upset because your opinion is not what they want to hear...so then you become the bad guy. I have always said, do not tell me your issues, or ask for my advice if you do not want to hear my opinion. If I care enough about you to listen to your troubles, do not expect me to just sit by idly watching you suffer.

I work hard to keep my own house in order, both literally and proverbially. Yes, there are times it gets messy, but that's life. If I am taking my time to talk/visit/listen, please be respectful enough to know that the time I take is time I won't get back, and it's time I'm taking from something else. I will make time for anyone that needs me, just do not abuse it...I can only do so much before I will just walk away and be done.

Now, within my own house, there are a lot of balls in the air...so to speak. Our 2 year adventure in Southern Missouri was one of constant chaos, heartbreak, and honestly one of the best things that has ever happened. I had some space to grow, rediscover myself, learn a lot of tough lessons, and meet some incredible people. The thing is, during those 2 years, we tried to sell our little farm. Had several offers even. I just could not take the thought of just basically giving it away. See, this little farm has been a strange connection for me. For many years, I had a close relationship with my husbands grandfather. I really loved that man. He was one of those people that had no problem putting you in your place but he was kind and wise, at least to me. I know there were issues with other family members, but he was always good to me, treated me with a lot of respect and several times during our conversations would warn me issues in areas that were not brought out into the open until years later. When we first came to look at our little farm(part of a larger tract own by my husbands grandparents), he wanted to take a walk. So, we walked several yards visiting about the ground, it's history, and what his wishes were for us. I made a promise to him that day, and to this day, I have kept it...and I will continue to keep that promise, come hell or high water. You see, he wanted to see my family here. He wanted to be sure that this farm would stay in the hands of his family, and unfortunately, he knew some of the issues we would face some years down the road, or maybe it was just his wisdom. Many areas have come to light since his passing. The thing is, just a few years into the ownership of our little farm, we experience a massive downturn in income, which in turn created a massive unrest within my home. Then to top it all off, we found that our used home, was not winter friendly. So, trying to keep expenses to a minimum, and still be able to have a home without snow drifts inside the house...we took on a massive remodel project. Little did we know that remodel project would take on a life of its own. You start to fix one thing, and find 4 other things that are massive wrong. Well, my husband's grandfather, one of the several promises I made...make sure the bank and taxes are always paid. Well, there were times that was a huge struggle. When your income drops in half, a year after the massive remodel, and 3 years after the purchase...you find yourself in a big mess. That part of the promise I have kept, even during our venture in the south. Making a farm payment, rent payment and 2 sets of utilities was not easy. Thank goodness, I can budget and my husbands income had increased substantially...at least for a short while. Since all of that, a lot of the extended family business has had me in disbelief, but again, my time away put me in a different spot.

You see, my time away, helped me grow and rediscover so much of what I had lost the prior 17 years. I began to find my voice again, and honestly...I found my strength again. I struggled with the move, that many changes all at once, really knocked me off balance. The weird thing, it really helped me more than I ever thought possible. I guess the Universe knew what I needed. It took me outside what was my comfort zone at the time, and threw me into a place that I didn't know with people I didn't know, and basically was a sink or swim scenario. I may not have done overly well, but I did it...all while finding such a large piece of myself that was missing. That's a win in my book.

In 1997, I uprooted everything I had ever known on a gut instinct. While the instinct has given me a lot of grief through the years, I still believe it was the best move I could have ever made. Giving up a life that was revolving around running at break neck speed, spending a lot of time in the city and developing a shopping habit that was not sustainable could have potentially been a disaster. Not mention my entire family was in the same area, and I could not truly spread my wings to grow. I always tried to hold myself accountable and responsible for everything around me...including me. I needed to figure out my own way, which following everyone else, never did feel right. Moving to Missouri, living way outside of town, dealing with a landlord that found it acceptable to walk into my rented house whenever he chose; that was an experience I never want again...but I was learning more all the time. I only had myself to be responsible for, only had myself to answer to. I spent a couple years quite a ways from where and who I had been. That being said, I was learning, growing and determining what I wanted for me. During those 2 years of being more of a wild child, I was responsible enough to get my associates degree and work. I loved my life, even in the hard times because it was my life. During that time, I met my husband. While the initial time from when we met until about a year later, was meant to be a room mate, and then we began dating. Mind you, I was in a good spot within my own life. I was content being in my own company. While we were dating, I think things progress faster for him than for me. I wasn't truly certain I was ready to settle down. Either way, in the 20+ years we have been together, there has been one hell of a roller coaster. He is a great man. We still have a lot differences, and it's caused some pretty big uprisings. Many of his ideals, are not mine and vice versa. He has always been a lot harsher than I am. I was raised that, "you catch more flies with honey."

In the year that we have been back to our little farm, it's been chaos. Trying to readjust to being back, readjust to a lesser income, trying to make positive changes in our lives and on our farm, trying to adjust to being back in the mix of extended family; and for me personally...trying to adjust to my life being different than when I left, learning to adapt to having a child that is now an adult but still needing to finish his high school while too many others are trying to give him advice, adjusting to having just one child that needs regular attention/education, having that child being so affected by disagreements, arguments, and family drama, to my own personal life stage changes, trying reenter the work force after nearly 18 years, but having to so with a really tight leash, having a little extra time on occasion that leaves me feeling lost, trying to find peace and not lose myself all over again. All the while, being sick of drama, chaos, back stabbing, and ignorance.

I'm attempting to build stronger extended family bonds, because I think it's important for my kids. Trying to make everything work, while having crap thrown at me from multiple directions, usually all at the same time, and trying to limit the kids and I's involvement with some of the crap. See, I am a strong person, and that strength has come back ten fold. It means while I am going to do everything within my power to be nice and kind...I will only deal with so much before I say enough and walk away.

Well, my rambling has gone on long enough. Time to get back to work and enjoying another day of sunshine and beautiful temps. While things may seem overwhelming, I do what I can and then the rest is there when I am ready to take care of it. Today, I needed these thoughts out of my head, so I can do everything within my power to move forward, be more productive, more positive, and keep growing. I wish you all, only the best!
Salli