Dreams do ‘grow’ true.

Hi I'm Julie.    

This is my story of how dreams do come true-but like most good things in life, they usually take a little time! so enjoy the journey and just sit back and keep watching them grow. 

-Dreams don’t 'come' true they 'grow' true.

I’ve always been a country girl at heart!! I loved Little House on the Prairie and wished I were Laura Ingalls. Sometimes I used to think I was born in the wrong century, and I would've made a great pioneer…but I’m not gonna lie- BOY do I love a loooong hot shower! Point is, I'm right where I belong.

As a young girl, I loved going to my grandparents 40 acre farm in Montana. I adored my grandmother's strawberry patch, and shelling fresh peas from the garden!  We would get lost in the never-ending rows of luscious raspberries!! My grandfather was always raising different animals; pigs for awhile, then cows- Oh! how we loved feeding the baby calves with those huge 'baby' bottles and letting them suck on our hands!! He had turkeys for awhile (uh let me just say that plucking a turkey is STILL one of my least favorite childhood memories).  There were also chickens, and sheep *watching sheep shearing is mesmerizing by the way*. He even had a stock pond for us kids to go fishing, and of course he always had horses.  My dream was to grow up and marry a handsome cowboy,  raise horses, live on a farm in Montana and drive a John Deere tractor!...well...that didn’t exactly happen.

I did marry a handsome guy- though not a cowboy.  He did live on a 'farm' but it was a tree farm in Georgia not Montana. He did have horses and a tractor though! 

Well...life twists and turns and we left Georgia after 9 years and moved back to the beautiful pacific northwest- to Spokane Washington! To be near family where I grew up in Coeur d’Alene Idaho (which is ugly and hideous and no one should ever move there BTW). 

We knew we wanted the farm life again eventually, and decided that our home in town in a subdivision would only be temporary. Again those twists and turns of life happened, and kept us there for 17 years!  Though I never stopped yearning for the farm life, I continued to  make the best of what I had.  I grew a vegetable garden in our little back yard, planted LOTS of things in the landscaping- grapes on an arbor that grew over the gate in the backyard. Rows of raspberries trellised along the back fence line. Blueberries in the front yard behind the shrubbery and we even planted a plum tree.  We had lots of fresh veggies and I always had plenty to share and preserve. Finally 2 years ago we were able to move just half a mile away into a modest home on 1 acre.  Again, still not the 40 acre farm in Montana, but Oh! how I love my little farm! I have a huge garden, lots of fruit trees, a chicken coop that would make even Joanna Gaines green with envy.  And yes even a John Deere!…(riding lawn mower that is ha ha!)

So my point? Never give up on your dreams, keep them alive by growing them little by little in small ways in your heart along your journey.

Live your best life!...wherever you live.