Sooo… my grandparents have decided to sell the family farm. This is the place I grew up going too, and that my Great Great Grandpa built. I will miss the large family gatherings in the living room, finding sharks teeth in all of the stone work and going through the closets to find “treasures”. My mom is having the hardest time with this, she wanted to acquire the farm eventually. So I’m trying to be strong for her as she battles with her emotions, yet I’m ok with it (just a bit saddend)… that makes it a bit difficult to empathize with her… God always has a plan though. I just hope my Mom can see through this and into the future of what God’s lining up.
