Just Being Me

Its been over 6 months.  Not sure about that cliche' that time heals all wounds. Time also has a way of allowing you to cocoon yourself so you can't feel pain and hurt.  I'm trying to wiggle out of the cocoon. Finding the new me.  Definitely a work in progress but at least its a step in the direction of the light rather than the dark.

I find myself wanting to spend more time with the man I love and my family. They could be taken from me at any moment in time and I don't want to waste a moment.  

Francine would be so excited to know Tim and I actually planted our first garden together.  Yes, I am getting dirty. I know that is hard for those who know me to believe but it has really been fun.  I have vegetables in my freezer to prove it.

I own boots. Real ones, not just the black leather ones I where in Diva mode.  Camo, waterproof boots, mud boots, work boots. No kidding. If you were to see me in the morning making my way to the goat pen in my tee shirt and shorts you would also see my boots. 

We are planning my first hunting trip this fall. That should prove to be something worth posting about I'm sure. I'll let you know how my target practice and cross bow lessons are going.  :) Watching my new Dirt Diva friend Nicole Smith putting up cameras has gotten me excited to see what prize bucks are calling Prim Mountain home. My mountain friend says they have Arkansas' finest whitetails practically in their own back yard. He also warns to look out for the black panther that resides on the same mountain.  Yikes!

I'm making great strides in my new job with LANDFLIP and meeting some of the most fascinating people.  If you would have told me a year ago someone would deem me Dirt Diva material, well... never mind what I would have probably said to you. Just going to keep being me and enjoying each and every day God allows me to walk here . That Dirt Diva has a sweet sound to it don't you think?