My husband and I were in the middle of a fight when I found out I was pregnant.Technically about a day after a fight, I don’t remember what the fight was about now but I do remember it was one of those where you get a little quiet for about 24 hours.Still in our quiet zone I took the third pregnancy test by myself.I was in total shock, I know exactly how this works but we had done nothing permanent to prevent this since our last son was born (14 years prior) and at various times since then had tried to have another baby.I just thought it wasn’t meant to be.
We live in a small town.Technically we live in the country in between 2 small towns.My son, old enough to drive and nearly an adult himself grabbed a stack of paperwork for us and was headed to town to run a list of errands; his last one taking him to an office we needed paperwork dropped off at. While there, a man that looked familiar dropped in the office too and started to visit with Luke.It was clear the man knew him by the questions and convo he started.“How is calving going?” “Your mom said you were starting your own herd?” “How was the bull sale?”
If you are one or just live with one there is something comforting living with a fixer.Farmers fix things.They come by it naturally, generally something they’ve watched their entire lives so it’s nothing to make mention of.The thought of not fixing something is likely an odd concept.This carries over from the shop to the house and that is reassuring to me.Fixers raised me, I’m a fixer and I married a fixer who was also raised by fixers.These people look up part numbers and order pieces to fix the problem.
We were loading up and the gal accidentally bumped into/stepped on my dog and she promptly apologized to her by name.I rarely can recall a new person’s name I’ve just met and she remembered my dog’s name. I didn’t know when, I didn’t know how… but , I knew I would make room for this person in my life. She apologized to my dog by name!
At least on our ranch.. maybe back in the day when this saying was created they didn’t come home.Maybe they were free-range cattle and you just roamed and moved around with your herd?This saying makes me laugh because it reminds me of something my then boyfriend shared with me.A quote he created on the fly that puts the cows coming home to shame!