But in the past few weeks, I have come to the realization, that no matter what happens, I live with the truth, and will accept whatever fate feels the need to push in my way. It's how I have always lived, but there is something about this place that makes you want to hide within yourself.
The past few weeks have brought a multitude of blessings. Some I feel I may share, some I feel best to wait to publicly acknowledge. I have been purging the negative, with the help of some wonderful new friends. I am of course still homesick, but the kindness and work ethic of these new people have helped bring me around.
I have so much to be thankful for. Husband's new job (though I rarely see him now), friends with dune buggies (that has been a blast), friends that see the hurt and want to soothe without anything in return. Suddenly our lives are full of people that want us. It was like a switch being thrown, we met one, then another and it begain to snowball. And so many are of like mind. The amount of Preppers here is awe inspiring. They yearn to learn the skills their grandparents had, that their parents skipped on. I already have a handful of men asking me to teach them to can. This will make an interesting summer. I have been given heritage seeds by many of them. Things they "stole" from grandparent's gardens or were handed down and have been growing in kitchen gardens for years. I have been given the heads up on where to buy things and where not to. I have met with people that have excess, and wish to share, in exchange for knowledge and play time. We have some cool projects up and coming because of this.
I have also met several writers, both novelists and newsmen, and have been invited on a few outings and get togethers. They have been great helping me push aside the loneliness.
With Husband's new job, things have opened up for us. Not just money, but in mentors and friends. A member of the Crow nation has taken a liking to Husband, and has been sharing secrets. Some of them rather disgusting, I giggle. But traditional. I have been learning about moutain Magic as well. The odd happenings on the property lead me to looking around. And I have discovered a group of Travelers. I have been warned away from them by a few locals, but they interest me too much. Plus Large is friends with one of the children. I knew Travelers and a gypsy family when I was young. I know not to get on their bad sides. Heck, I shouldn't be talking about it, but I am not naming the families, and from what I understand, there are a couple different families in the area.
Geeze I am just opening up here. There is much more to talk about, less personal things. But I would like to finish a few things before talking about them. My education has expanded, even though we have decided to do many things prairie style and forego the woodsman ways for a few things. However we have several people willing to show us how to really live in the woods. Part of it is I think they just want an excuse to ride their dune buggies on our driveway.
Happy Thanksgiving to you.