Last night, however, in the midst of Alex's sisters wedding, as I reassured one of his relatives how happy I was farming, it dawned on me. I really do love farming. The night was truly picturesque. The evening could not have been lovelier, lanterns lighted the air, everyone had sparklers in hand, the dance floor overflowed, the bride and groom glowed, and I thought about how much I loved to farm.
This was a perfect moment they had created, full of beauty and love, and so it inspired an appreciation of all those moments in life. And as I reflected on it, I realized my days were filled with them. Whether I am weeding carrots, harvesting broccoli, or even mucking the barn, farming has a way to continuously place a person in these surreal settings. The trick is stepping outside of the commotion of the day long enough to appreciate it.
I had been looking forward to this trip for weeks - ready for a few days break from the farm. But in the midst of this perfect night, I felt a pang of homesickness. I missed the sound of our own birds chirping, the sun on my back, and the wind in my hair.
And while farming is the vehicle that helps me to fill my life with these moments, I think everyone can use their own tools to help magnify the beauty in their lives.