Author: Lindsey Talbert
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As a farmer’s daughter—and now a farmer’s wife—I’ve watched my heroes struggle. I’ve seen my dad wrestle with rising seed prices, the unpredictability of corn markets, and equipment breaking down at the worst possible times. And more recently, I’ve watched my sweet husband face some of the hardest challenges we’ve ever known—more equipment failures than…
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When I was first pregnant with VJ, I heard it all— “Just wait until…” The sleepless nights. The pain and discomfort of labor. The struggle of setting boundaries with family. And on and on. And while I know those “just wait” comments were meant to prepare me for the hard parts, I can’t help but…
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Have you ever had one of those days where you just don’t know how much more you can take? I had one recently. I was overwhelmed—housework, deadlines, motherhood… all of it felt like too much. Everyone seemed to expect me to be the upbeat, chipper Lindsey I usually am, but the truth is—I just wasn’t…
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If there’s one thing about my life—it’s that no two days are ever the same. Truth be told, I never really know what I’m going to get into, and honestly? I wouldn’t have it any other way. Between the farm in Liberty, our house in Ruffin, marketing and designing for not one, not two, but…
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Have you ever looked back on a conversation—or a reaction—and felt that twinge of regret? That little voice that wonders, What if I had handled that better? Would we still be friends? Would our kids be laughing together like we used to, back when life felt simple and summers stretched on forever? I think about…
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What does your day look like most days? Is there a schedule? Do you ever actually know what your plans are? If you’re like me, it’s a big ol’ nope to both. Sure—I know what needs to get done: 🐄 Feed the animals. 🍽 Cook dinner. 🧹 Try to straighten the house. (That’s a BIG…
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Vacationing in this chapter of life looks a whole lot different than it did five years ago. Back then, it just took packing up the dogs’ things, tossing a bag in the truck, and heading to my parents’ beach camper for the weekend. We’d relax, unplug, and not think twice. But that was before the…
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Like most girls, I was a daddy’s girl. There weren’t many things that ranked above my daddy—and even now, that list is still small. But it wasn’t until I had a daughter of my own that I truly understood why my dad was so important to me. Through her eyes, I began to see just…
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When I was younger, being rich meant having more than $100. I mean, the amount of things $100 could buy back in the early 2000s! It felt like a fortune. As I got older and started thinking about a career, I first landed on becoming a veterinarian—partly because I loved animals, and partly because I…
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This past week in church, the sermon focused on our true identity—not the titles we carry. And afterward, I found myself reflecting on the many labels I wear each day: daughter, sister, wife, mommy, dance teacher, event planner… the list is long! Do those titles consume me sometimes? Absolutely. Do I love them? Oh, every…
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