When my in-laws decided to move from their cute bungalow on a quarter acre to an older home on a 100 acre farm, I tried to be excited for them...but it was difficult. My mother-in-law was approaching 60, and her husband not too far behind. But they shared a passion for horses, gardening, and the outdoors, and their quarter acre just wasn't cutting it. Their dream was to own a farm.
Being the "worrywart" that I am, I just couldn't help but think of the upkeep,
...the expenses...the long term. I thought it might be too much for them. They decided to take the plunge...and I decided to bite my tongue.
But this Easter...I finally got it. I finally understood why they did what they did.
It is what makes them happy.
And we get to "reap the rewards", too, so to speak. What other families get to do these things at Grandma and Grandpa's on Easter?
Muck around in a long driveway full of mud, and then have your boots washed out using a hand pump.
Go for a long, long walk...
...to a secret spot where Grandpa is building a little cabin from scratch.
Hang out with Auntie while absorbing the beauty and silence of nature.
Pet and ride horses...
...run and explore...
And even use an outhouse. :)
Beautiful memories made. And look how happy they are.
I'm so thankful they had the courage to live their dream.