It started, as it so often does, with a dream.
We knew we wanted a small farm for our family. We believe in responsible stewardship, self-sufficiency, and instilling strong values in our children. We didn't need a sprawling cattle ranch, but we knew we did need open space, green fields, trees, some kind of water (a stream or a pond), and cold winters.
We almost accidentally stumbled upon a beautiful farm and loved it instantly. It's in Ohio (some days I'm still floored that my children will be from Ohio). Jordan flew out to visit it. We made an offer. Negotiations did not go in our favor. We withdrew the offer. We listed our house. We volleyed several low offers for the house. We accepted an offer lower than we had hoped for, but with the right kind of people - our kind of people (they asked that we leave the bookcases!). We set a date to move and we're making it happen.
We're not ones to make decisions and move forward based on "what feels good," but we've felt so strongly about each step in this process. Of course, we've had no idea what the next step would involve, but we stepped into the dark regardless.
Because we do have a plan.
We have a clear idea of the life and values we want for our family. The details required in making that happen are murky and flexible, but we know exactly where we want to end up and how we want to live and what kind of experiences we want our children to have.
Things with the farm in Ohio are still a little up in the air, but that too, we'll take one step at a time. In the meantime, we'll put the bulk of our things in storage, live out of our car, visit as many national parks as we can, stop over to see family here and there, and take things one day at a time.