March 21, 2022. Eli's Accident.
Fresh Seasons
Starting new seasons. Spring, birthdays, projects and lose.
An Honest Christmas Letter- 2019
Wow! Another year has passed. Each year brings more joy, hardship, pleasure, tears, fun and deep love. This year has been a roller coaster for sure, but we're still on the ride! 2019 was not all roses and butterflies. The Stammeyer Farmstead saw some major challenges. In January, I checked into an intensive outpatient mental... Continue Reading →
Depressed Mom: The “OR” Life
First off, thank you so much to those of you whom have reached out to me personal about this series. It truly means the world to me and certainly reassures me that every brawl is worth fighting. The support and love I've received is immeasurable. Ross, my husband, and I have been working so hard... Continue Reading →
Depressed Mom: Desire vs. Ability
I talked a bit on this in my last post. How depression affects my ability to accomplish the tasks in life I want to accomplish. I've talked before about being a dreamer. I'm am a great idea generator. Let me clarify. I am great at generating ideas. I like to be a problem solver. I... Continue Reading →
Depressed Mom: Holding a Household
Welcome back to my "Depressed Mom" series. If you haven't read the intro, I urge you to do so HERE! As I started planning for and writing these posts, I had no idea that the first one would post on World Suicide Prevention Day. This was a complete coincidence. Except I don't believe in coincidences.... Continue Reading →
Depressed Mom, an introduction
I've found that this mini-series style worked well for me last time, so I'm trying it again. Last time was about farming, this is much different. I've shared before bits and pieces of my history of depression. Now I want to share with you a bit of the day to day life of being a... Continue Reading →
The Year Was 2017
It's hard to believe that another year has passed and it is time again for the annual Christmas Letter Blog. Wow, time sure does fly when you're having fun, or at least when you have three small people running around like crazy. Haha So let's update, we'll go youngest to oldest! Eli Peter, age 2.... Continue Reading →
Words
So, if I'm being honest, I should be husking corn to prep for freezing and mopping my kitchen floors right now, but I have too much on my mind. I need to get it out first. Cleaning will wait. Cleaning can always wait. A lot has happened in our world, our country in the last... Continue Reading →
If I Die Young
If I Die Young, what I hope to leave behind