|The last picture of my dad's side of the family all together. I never knew how important this picture would become.|
Some of life's toughest moments bring the best life lessons. Live like you were dying. So many of us (myself included) put things off until conditions are perfect, even though conditions will probably never be perfect. If I only had six months to live, what would I do? What would I do if I wasn't afraid? The answers to these questions have guided a lot of my activities this year. My bucket list is almost done. Looks like I'm going to have to create another one soon. It's been amazing. Terrifying at times, but life changing.
Some of my best memories are of showing my cows at the fair and spending every free minute I could on the farm with Granny and Grandpa. There are so many great memories I could write a book, but there's not time or space for that here. Speaking of cow shows, my grandparents never missed one. Sometimes this meant driving two hours to southwest Washington to watch us at the spring show or fighting the crowds at the state fair. They never missed a show and they were never late. The same could be said about my dairy princess events. When it mattered most, they were there. Having people in life that you know you can count on is important.
My first driving experience was on Grandpa's lap on his red Massey Ferguson tractor. I was about a year old and I still have that picture on my fridge. Mowing and baling hay in an open cab tractor is much too dangerous for kids to ride along (the broken windows in my brother's cabbed John Deere tractor can attest to that), so we usually rode along when he was raking or tedding hay.
4-H changed my life. It's an amazing program, but I joined for the wrong reason. I joined because as I said it, "if my brother gets a calf, I want one too!!" Keep in mind we did have to pay for the calves ourselves. Some could say I was being a brat, now I realize it was more of a fear of missing out on a new experience. I never looked back. My first calf didn't know what it meant to be a show calf and I wasn't much help. I didn't know what I was doing either. Luckily, Granny was patient enough to work with my calf when I was at school to help train her. She walked her up and down the driveway. The calf was being stubborn so one day Granny put her face near the calf's and said, "You may be stubborn, but I'm more stubborn than you and you WILL move!!" She never had any issues with my calf after that day. They were best of friends.
|Granny with her first great grandson|
|He's always been my biggest fan.|
Another life lesson: love every second. They definitely do.
So, here's to all of the amazing grandparents out there that do more than just spoil grandkids. I wouldn't be the person I am today without mine. What are some of your favorite memories of your grandparents?