We knew this day would come....

There is no way around it, animals on a farm die. We knew this day would come...

We lost one of our chickens to what appears to be a prolapsed intestine. This makes me realize what a rookie I really am. I really have no idea what I'm doing but I am very grateful for Google. I am learning every moment of the day. There is a part of me that thinks who do you think you are? You can't just get these animals and start a farm with no experience. Then I talk to people and I read all the books I've read and I learn that this is pretty much how it's done most of the time. You learn as you go and you make lots of mistakes and that's ok. For those of you who know me you can imagine how I feel about that. Mistakes are not something I like to do....and not knowing what I am doing is not a very comfortable place for me. Oh but it is SO good for me!

My two youngest children had a rough start in life. We have had many people ask us how will you deal with death on the farm and process it with two children who have experienced such loss? I wasn't sure and maybe I'm still not sure, but today actually went well. Maybe learning about loss and processing it "on he farm" will bring healing and emotional health not the opposite. Tayler said "its helps that you keep saying this is what happens on the farm. I need to remember that". She did cry at first but was over it pretty quickly. I think we all need to learn not to be afraid of being uncomfortable but as Brene Brown says "lean into the discomfort" and let it teach us and heal us........