WHAT REALLY COUNTS
When we first started thinking about moving back to my hometown of Hayesville, NC, many people thought we were just flat-out crazy. The endless comments about how small it was, what it didn't have, what we would be missing, lack of this, lack of that, the home we were leaving, and the list went on and on and on.
I am a thinker by nature who can quickly get in my head and worry about EVERY little detail. So..when these comments were made, that's precisely what happened. My mind and Mama heart went crazy with worry about the impact on my daughter. I shed so many tears thinking and worrying about my daughter and what was best for her future.
When I finally took the time to step back from it all and really looked at the things that were being pointed out to me, they were just that. They were all things that could be physically counted in some way or another. While I knew those things mattered, they weren't what mattered most to me.
NOT EVERYTHING THAT COUNTS CAN BE COUNTED
What I wanted most for my daughter were those things that I felt were so priceless that they couldn't be counted. I liked that hometown where people knew my daughter by name. A place she could wake up and breathe in the fresh mountain air. A place she could walk in the woods and see wildlife at every corner. A place she could grow up with cousins her age and make memories that would last her a lifetime. A place that came together under the Friday night lights and a place that loved you no matter how much or little you had. I wanted her to feel at home around every corner.
While my values may not be the same as others, they are mine, and they are what I dreamed of giving my daughter since the first pink line appeared. So here we are, back at home and living the life we hoped for, and with a little girl, we never stopped praying for. Welcome to our journey of rural life, love, adventures, and a whole lot of in between.
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“To have looked for the best in others; laughed often and loved much; who gained the respect of intelligent men and the love of little children; who filled his niche and accomplished his task;
Who has left the world better than he found it, whether by a beautiful garden, a healthy minded child, or a rescued soul; who has never lacked appreciation of earth’s beauty or failed to express it; who has given the best he had;
Whose life was an inspiration; whose memory is a source of strength for others- this is to have succeeded.”
~ Mrs. A. J. Stanley
