The Porch Has Been Started!

Despite the mixed sleet and rain that fell all day, the farm house made another leap forward yesterday. When I drove in after work I found the porch roof is going up!

I got out of my car and walked the porch deck in wonderment, filled with emotion. I have dreamed of this porch for years and years.

I realized long ago that there will never be anyone who will share my excitement over this land and this house to the degree I feel it. Allen came closest, with the land. We struggled together though snowstorms and rain and wind to clear every inch.  We constantly plotted and schemed to squeeze the last nickel to get things done. “Y’know what we need —” he once said in the early days, and then caught himself in embarrassment at saying “we.” (It wasn’t his land.)

I had hugged him. I loved being part of a “we.”

With the house, however, I’m on my own. My parents would be happy for me, but Dad has been gone nearly thirty years and Mom thirteen. DH is pleased that I am happy, but his interest is zero. My children — I hope they will learn to love it. I hope we will have years of happy memories. But they are grown, with their own dreams, and can’t really imagine my lifetime of dreaming and yearning for this home.

As I walked on the deck, my heart bursting, I wondered who it was I wished I could share it with. Finally I realized it was my younger self.

Hang on, I want to tell her. Some day it will all come true.

My eyes regularly fill with tears of amazement and joy.


11 Responses to The Porch Has Been Started!

  1. Mac West says:


  2. Don says:

    We are happy for you and always are thrilled at seeing the progress from here in NJ!! The fact that you have taken it on all by yourself is a great achievement.

    • adkmilkmaid says:

      Thank you, Don. You two have helped me with decisions every step of the way, and I am so grateful.

  3. three cows says:

    Your kids may not say much about the house and farm now, but I bet they do notice. They are just totally focused on their own life changes as young adults and because their mom has always been their rock and made accomplishing so much look so easy, they don’t yet realize how hard the struggle has been. But someday, the complexities of life will sink in and they will tell their kids with pride and awe of the farm that their Grandma built. You are an amazing woman and following your blog gives me strength, hope, and an occasional kick in the arse to get moving and accomplish more in my own life. Thank you for telling your story.

  4. Elaine Murphy says:

    No one will appreciate or love the house as much as you. You have your heart, soul and sometimes blood in it. You have done a wonderful job! Take a bow!!!

    • adkmilkmaid says:

      Thank you, Elaine. Of course you are right that it would be impossible for anyone to care about it all as much as I do! xxoo

  5. Missy says:

    It would be my pleasure to sit on that porch with you and a cup of tea to share your wonder! I bet there are others nearer who would love to do the same. You are inspiring and I’m glad to have stumbled across you and I’ve loved following your adventures through your blog. BTW, Midnight moved on to a new home a few weeks ago. We are moving and couldn’t take her. It’s a sad time. I’ll always think of midnight and katika as the international cow twins.

    • adkmilkmaid says:

      I’m so sorry to hear that your life and Midnight have moved on but yes, Midnight and Katika were definitely twins on the far sides of the world! Hugs!

  6. Your house and project are loved from afar. I always read but usually don’t have time to comment. You should be proud, your house is very beautiful, a testament to your continued hard work and effort.

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