Category: Farming
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Grace… what is grace? It’s one of those words we hear so often, yet we rarely understand the weight of it until life gives us no other choice but to live it. Grace isn’t weakness. It’s not pretending you’re unbothered. And it’s definitely not letting people take advantage of your kindness just because you don’t…
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I grew up as a farmer’s daughter, and I swore I’d never marry a farmer (or a firefighter, for that matter). But here I am, living proof that “never say never.” Funny how life works out. From stacking hay bales as Wally Johnson’s daughter to now raising a family on the farm, I’ve learned a…
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God’s perfect timing is something I often forget. Especially when I want something so badly, when I second-guess the things I’m doing, or when I ask, “Why hasn’t _______ happened yet?” It’s only afterwards that I can see there was a plan all along. There was a reason. And in the end, it worked out…
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Sometimes I stop and think about what I actually do in a day. At the core of it, my main goal is to keep VJ alive, happy, and occupied, hopefully making as little mess as possible, and to keep up with all the things I’ve taken on. That’s the simple version, but the truth is,…
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Every small town has that one house—the place where kids gather, laughter spills onto the porch, and memories are made that last a lifetime. For me, that house was my parents’. Growing up, our house was the place where everyone gathered. It didn’t matter if it was a Tuesday night after sports practice, a Friday…
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You know that one question that sneaks up on you out of nowhere? The one that makes you stop mid-laundry fold or in the middle of aisle nine at the grocery store? For me, it’s always: How has so much time gone by without seeing friends I used to see all the time? Seriously, what…
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If you know me (like really know me) you know I have some fears, some restrictions, and just a touch of stubbornness that keep me from doing certain things. One of the big ones? Chickens. I am deathly afraid of them. Panic attack level afraid. When Colton and I were dating, his brother would wait…
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⸻ Do you ever feel like you’re always in motion…constantly heading to and from an event, a trip, or just running errands that somehow turn into an all-day adventure? You blink, look at the clock, and think, “If I had just one more hour, I could… probably still not get it all done.” That’s exactly…
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When Colton and I moved in together back in 2018, it didn’t take long for us to decide that I would not be the one mowing the yard. That decision was made shortly after he watched me mow my aunt’s yard in Ruffin—and let’s just say, he was horrified. My OCD husband and my scattered,…
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Summertime dinners are just plain hard. The days are longer, the sun is hotter, and let’s be real—no one wants to be stuck in the kitchen while everyone else is outside enjoying that golden hour glow (unless, of course, you’re in North Carolina where we’re currently melting in a full-blown heatwave 🥵). It’s always a…
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