Wide open spaces

So I moved to the country. There is a long story around the reasons behind how and why I ended up here. But that may be a post for another time. This first post is simply an introduction.

I live in just outside a small town that boasts 267 inhabitants. I live twenty minutes from the nearest grocery store. I have five acres of property that is surrounded by fields on three sides and a grove of trees on one side. I look out my living room window and there isn't another house as far as my eyes can see. And I love it.

When I first announced that I was moving, the initial reaction from people once they learned where I was going was pretty amazing and unepected. Almost everyone told me of some version of a dream that they had that I was living. Who would have thought that an old farmhouse in the middle of nowhere was such a fantasy! It was one of my dreams too so it didn't really surprise me that it appeal to some...what caught me off-guard was that it appealed to so many.

Before I moved, I created this blog. I've lived here for over a year now and this is my first post. I'm not sure why it took me so long to circle back to this, but I'm looking forward to it. My intent is to keep this blog like a personal journal. A place where I can jot down thoughts and notes to myself. Things I don't want to forget. Feelings that need to be worked out (writing is somewhat theraputic for me). I'm not even sure I want any followers yet, if ever. This blog is just for me. To kind of figure out who I am and who I want to be. Maybe I'll look back on it someday and be glad that I have the chance to read through my journey.