Friday, January 10, 2014

Admiral Oaks

We first saw our land on Sutton's First Birthday. May 17, 2013. It was 100 degrees, dusty, bumpy, brushy, you name it, not THAT enjoyable. But I remember sitting in the back of the ranger while Ryon drove, Mason in the middle, and the Realtor in the front. I remember looking at the blue sky and down at Sutton's face, knowing this place was special. Knowing that somehow, this place would hold meaning into our lives. I remember the boys' hot, red faces and the excitement in their eyes. I felt it in my soul. The way only a mother could. I never dreamed we would have come this far in such a short amount of time. Call it luck, determination, hard work….It's all of the above and so much more to us. I'm not sure why we have been so blessed to have a dream and the ability to make it happen, but I am forever thankful. Ryon has put countless hours into the property, thinking, planning, working, dreaming. It's all coming true month by month. When we bought this place there were no roads, no way to even drive around on it. Within a weekend, Ryon had fixed that problem. We didn't have a place to lay our heads, Granny and Grandaddy graciously gave us the family camper and we have forever made wonderful memories in it together. We hoped for water from a well, we got it. We hoped for easy electricity, we got it. The pieces are coming together. Ryon dreamed a beautiful front fence line and entrance, and now we have that too. This was a big piece to our puzzle. It feels real now. It's wonderful. This place is ours. For us. And our boys. We can't wait to share it with the people we love most though. Friends, Family. We are working hard on researching, saving, and figuring out when we will be able to put a house on it. We can't wait to share memories around the campfire, look at God's beauty over the tank, throw rocks with our friends, cook out, dance to good country music under the stars (ok that one is mine!) I'm excited for these days to come. Patience. The wait is hard, but it will be worth it. 


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