It’s been awhile since I have had the chance to talk about my family. Around the first of the year I start getting all sorts of phone calls to talk about how I met my husband on FarmersOnly.com and to talk about our perfect love story for all the Valentine’s stories. Which, I love, but I it’s been awhile since I got to talk about what came after the love story. And we are a family that feeds the world!
My husband comes from a long line of farmers. Me, not so much. I come from a long line of blue collar workers and grew up in a suburb of Indianapolis. I was really involved in 4-H and FFA, which is where my love of agriculture really started. I decided to go to Purdue University enrolled in the College of Agriculture. The more involved I became in agriculture I started dreaming of being a farmer’s wife, but I thought that was pretty far fetched. Until I met my farmer!
Nothing could have prepared me for being a farmer’s wife. It’s one thing to be knowledgeable in agriculture. To have a degree and a passion for the ag industry. It’s another to live and breathe it every single minute of your day, your year. To depend on it for your livelihood.
I have come to appreciate my farmer and the production of food that much more from the moment I moved on the farm than ever before.
Before, I found myself going to the grocery store and picking up things for my simple meals and not thinking about who grew it, who produced it, and whose blood, sweat, and tears went into that item. I simply bought what looked good or what sounded good to me at the time.
Now, I am a part of a farm that grows, tends to, and works really hard to get a safe and affordable product.
My husband and I farm in a partnership with his brothers, their wives, and my in-laws. And between the three families, we have eight kids and one on the way. Needless to say, our lives are full and busy. But the farm always comes first for us. We work six days a week for most of the year, 12+ hours a day. And since there are so many of us, we are lucky that we get to rotate our chores on Sundays and holidays. So, we get Sundays off every now and then. Although, it’s pretty hard to keep my farmer focused on our household. Chances are he has something he wants to do at the farm anyway! During our busy times of year- harvest, planting, and calving; the hours are long. My husband gets up before 6 and most nights doesn’t come home until after 11.
And the thing is, he loves it. He loves every minute of it! He takes a lot of pride in what we produce. And it isn’t just about the money, it’s more than that. He loves what we do. And it isn’t just him. We all do. It’s something we all take pride in and it’s something we all enjoy. I love coming to farm and seeing family. I love coming to the farm and seeing our kids playing in the dirt. I love watching us all come together for meetings. And I love seeing us grow as a family and as a business. I love that we are feeding he world. Every load of feed that we feed to our cattle. Every load of grain we haul to town. And with every time we sit around the table for a meal. We are working on feeding the world, and our family.