Homesteading Dreams

     I come from a family of farmers. The farmers are on my father's side. My grandfather had acres of land in Alabama and he grew his own food and sold his food as well. He also had a general store. I remember running barefoot through the fields. I remember loving the sweet taste of the watermelon. I remember just being so at peace and carefree among the life that surrounded me. I want that. I am a gardener. In fact, I am a master gardener. I have been reading this book pictured below about homesteading. I don't have acres of land and I don't know what is going to happen to me after my husband and I officially divorce. Right now we have good land enough to do what my grandfather did. I just have to ask my ancestors and my spiritual team to guide me. I'm so tired of the tension every day at work. 

      When I went home from my teachingjob to become a mother and to raise a family, I didn't have any direction. I learned a lot of things. I had a podcast and did a lot of crafts and reinvented myself. I can't go back to the other person I was. That's why it's so hard to be back in a school even though I am not teaching. But I am dealing with children who are rude and who really are not my cup of tea. I have anxiety every day I walk into work. I don't want to be there. I would rather be in my garden in some field somewhere. I just hope this dream can come true.