Hi there!
Welcome to my little acre on the Internet. This space is where I weave stories together about farm life, motherhood, and marriage. I’m an accidental farm girl who dreamed of big city life, but today, I find myself far from city lights.
In a tale as old as time, girl meets boy, falls in love, and then moves to a farm in the middle of nowhere. Wait, maybe that’s not how the story goes, but it’s how my story went.
In 2013, I married a fourth-generation farmer/rancher and moved to his family farm. Today, we’re raising three kids—the fifth generation—with my husband’s family. Alongside raising one boy and two girls, we grow wheat, lentils, chickpeas, mustard, hay, barley, and black Angus cattle.
Shortly after getting married, I noticed most of the captions and stories I read on social media from rural women only highlighted the beautiful parts of farm life.
Was I doing something wrong that I didn’t love every second of farm life? Was I the only one struggling?
Since then, I’ve tried to be honest, sharing the struggles and challenges of rural life—all while honoring the beautiful parts too.
Because I believe life is both/and.
I tell stories to make sense of the beauty and challenges of farm and ranch life.
Maybe you can relate.
My hope is that my words and stories here serve as an extension of my kitchen table. Maybe you’re living this life, too, and you understand the loneliness and challenges that come with farming, ranching, and motherhood. Or maybe you’re living in the city or the suburbs—this life is foreign to you.
Many of us are living lives we didn’t dream of, but that doesn’t mean it’s a terrible life—it’s just not what you pictured. My hope is that we can all gather here, share our stories, and realize how much we all have in common.
So pull up a chair, I’ll go first.
If you’re interested in reading any of my published work, here’s my online portfolio.
I’m a contributor for The Mom Hour.
And you can find me on Instagram. Follow me @stacybronec.
