Learning to love the farming lifestyle while choosing to embrace challenges over fears.
Year of Courage. Choosing each day to live my most authentic, loyal, brave, honest, positive and courageous self.
Choosing to live in courage and fight the fears of depression. Living the life I choose, away from the veil of mental health.
Merry Christmas, Joyeux Noel, Feliz Navidad! It is time again, for our annual Christmas letter, a year end report from the Stammeyer Farmstead. It is been another whirlwind of a year, full of excitement, adventure, tears and growth. For Eli, the year was book ended with hospital visits. Thankfully both planned, routine and went very... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
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 →
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 →
People come into our lives everyday. Some stay for a few moments, some a few years. And some we can't get rid of, even if we tried. I feel we often group friends into time periods of our lives. These are my "hometown friends," "college girls," "work buddies." But what do you call the people... Continue Reading →