Me

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This is me…Mel…I am a stay-at-home wife and mom…have been for most of my married life, which would also be most of my adult life.  I am also a farmer’s daughter!

Born in NorthWest Iowa into a line of farmers on all sides.  It’s definitely in the blood and something I am so very proud of! 

Married at 20 to my high school sweetheart, Old Boy and I have been together since the summer of 1989 when he was brought home by Big Brother to be our hired hand.

We’ve lived in both south central Nebraska (where our daughter was born) and northern South Dakota (where our son was born) and came home both times.  This hill girl always felt that pull for home and thankfully Old Boy’s job made it possible to be able to move home for good!

Old Boy and I have been married over 24 years, have a 22 year old and a 15 year old, three Chihuahuas and an Australian Shepherd, a good mousing cat (always handy living in the country), five horses and a Zebu.  We are a noisy bunch, but we have fun with life!  Seldom do we let the grass grow under our feet. 

Life is an adventure, or maybe more like a roller coaster ride.  We’ve had our ups and downs and keep picking ourselves up by the bootstraps and get back to it.  We only have this one life to live…dance with it!

9 thoughts on “Me

  1. M. Talmage Moorehead

    I suspect that when we find ourselves, it’s actually that we find where our (awakened) passion and our (cultivated) ability to do something cross. Areas to consider searching for passion might include fiction writing, a concern for a specific type of human suffering, spirituality, risking your life to ride a motorcycle, and tutoring deaf children. To help develop your gift for anything, you might read, “The Talent Code” by Daniel Coyle. https://www.amazon.com/Talent-Code-Greatness-Born-Grown-ebook/dp/B0026OR1UK?ie=UTF8&btkr=1&ref_=dp-kindle-redirect

    I think free will helps explain a lot of the human condition. It’s like a delicate muscle within the inner ear (like the stapedius), needing exercise for strength and also protection from loud damaging forces. Good luck with your journey. 🙂

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  2. notthedane56

    You’ve read a lot of my posts, so now I’ll be reading yours. I miss the kind of Americana that you write about, as I’ve lived in Denmark all these years now. I still feel like I’m more American, than Dane, but it doesn’t really matter that much, because I am still the me that used to only hear English spoken all the time, just existing in another time and place.

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    1. Mel Pete Post author

      Thank you! Really enjoy your writing! Enjoy your humor as well! Found you while looking into Denmark tags. Would love to visit some day and visit some of the places where my ancestors came from. Have a good one!

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  3. ksbeth

    i understand your journey, i went through this myself once. i love your approach and look forward to following and reading your blog. thank you for following mine. p.s. my mother’s name was mel, short for amelia. beth

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  4. Soul Gifts

    Thank you, Mel, for following my blog. I think we all go through that stuff about needing to rediscover ourselves at some point in life. New love is so all-encompassing – we immerse ourselves into a relationship that leaves little, if any me-time. then there’s work, family….until one day we wake up, look in the mirror and wonder who that person is! I wish you well on your journey back to yourself. It’s an adventure full of ups and downs. It’s all good 🙂

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