Pride is a thing I struggle with. I don't really think I have much pride.
When it comes down to it and I think long and hard, I really do have things to be proud of...
Despite circumstances that weren't ideal for kids to grow up in, they have turned out to be outstanding adults.
My son Mathew is now a farm Manager at only 22. He is loving and helpful and extremely hard working. He's a wonderful Dad and has number 2 due in a couple of months..
My daughter Amy is the most loving Mother I know. She gives everything for her son. She has stood on her own two feet and paid a mortgage since she was only 18 years old and has never asked for help even when she needed to.
They are both people I admire and I am so proud that I have bought up two wonderful caring children. I love them both so much!!
For a couple of reasons.
Firstly life hasn't been easy! I have had some major setbacks along the way... From motor bike accidents to being attacked and a failed marriage... But I've managed to pick myself up each time and get on with things with my sense of humour still intact.
More recently I am proud of the fact that I'm farming on my own. When I came here I had a partner to help me and we did this together.. When he had to go, I was a mess!! I didn't know what I was going to do. I worked full time and then had to run this place by myself and rear calves to just make ends meet. I was up every day at 3am to start work at 4.30am, I'd get home at 4pm then have to start with the days chores here. I was so exhausted some days that I could barely function. I'd come inside and just sit for an hour then go to bed ... no dinner no nothing. I had no idea how to even start the water pump on the place for the animals or use a chain saw to cut firewood..
I have eventually, with the help of a few neighbours, learned what I needed to learn and am making this work on my own. I can do it. Some days it's still not easy but I'm still here nearly 4 years later.
This post was written as part of the Buddyup community as a Drop in the Ocean topic.
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