I was lucky enough to grow up down the street from my grandparents. Although they have been gone for several years now, when I think of them the word that comes to mind is devoted. More than 70 years of marriage, the sun rose and set for them in each other. As a little girl, I dreamed of finding a soul-mate — someone to build a life with just like my beloved Grannie and Dedaw.
When I brought my favorite farmer to Florida for the first time, my Grannie loved him at first sight. I still don’t know if she innately sensed that he was my one, or if she simply loved me enough to believe in my heart. Either way, she showed me with her life that love required work — a good marriage necessitated diligently doing chores — and that the blessing of sharing your life with someone always topped the priority list.
One of the things that I love about Matt is our ability to work together in harmony. After twenty years on the farm, I still love to do things with him. Whether we are checking fields, working on projects around the house, or building fence, we make a good team. Matt figures stuff out, and I follow directions well 🙂
When you work well together, chores are not just a necessary part of life — they are part of what makes life fun.
Last weekend Matt and I took down my winter horse fence. Intermittent warm days inspire the alfalfa to green up and start to grow, so it is time to corral the horses and take them off their winter pasture. Since it snowed on Saturday, we opted to wait until Sunday to take down the electric wire fence. We traded the Saturday snow for a 35 mile an hour wind on Sunday. In hindsight, I’m not sure that we picked the correct day, but we bundled up and laughed our way through the chore.
We brought along our favorite blondes as we’ve always maintained that families that work together find greater love together.
We survived the wind, and finished the chore. I think perhaps the only ones pouting are the horses as they prefer their large winter grazing pasture to the corral 😉
I spent much of the day thinking about my Grannie and Dedaw. How my life on the farm is so different than their’s was on the Florida coast, yet how our days are actually so much the same. When your better half provides the center of your world, love becomes much less of a chore and much more of a blessing…