Living to Serve

It’s a Family Thing

This is my cousin Kyle. He is a senior in high school getting ready to graduate and continue an already promising career serving in the United States military.

Kyle's senior pictures

Kyle’s senior picture

Kyle and I grew up in different states, me in Missouri and him in New Mexico, but throughout my entire life he has been one of my very best friends . Yes we are family and that made us close, but for Kyle and I we shared a passion for exploration and because of that we were connected at the hip whenever we got the chance to see each other.

I wanted to make this blog post about him because he is one of those people who has grown up showing amazing character and hasn’t ever asked for any kind of recognition. Always striving to do his best Kyle has maintained a can-do attitude and has worked hard to find his place in this world. Finally his hard work has paid off and Kyle has found his place, serving in the military.

Dressed in his uniform Kyle is smiling for real

Dressed in his uniform Kyle is smiling for real

As a member of his family of course I was worried about what my cousin had gotten himself into. He is a few months younger than I am so I always felt he was part of my responsibility, even though I was hundreds of miles away. But as one of his best friends I couldn’t be happier, more excited and maybe a little jealous of him! As soon as I got the chance to talk to him about this major life decision, I couldn’t get him to shut up about it! Even through the military lingo (half of which I did not understand at all) and random rants abut rankings I could see his passion. And because I saw the passion myself, I knew it was genuine.

Kyle being proud, even in black and white

Kyle being proud, even in black and white

I am SO proud of Kyle for everything he is and everything he will become. He has set some pretty high goals but I know he will reach every single one of them.

Thank you Kyle, for all the good times and for choosing the most noble and self sacrificing career imaginable.

All grown up together

All grown up together

Always smiling and looking good

Always smiling and looking good

Love

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I wrote in a past post about the benefits of growing up on a farm and I gave my top 5 reasons and promised to go more in depth… Here will be my first post doing this. This post is all about Love; when I saw it, how I learned it, and how I was taught to show it.

Growing up on a farm for me, meant I didn’t have many neighbors. I grew up in a rural community, with acres of farm land, pastures, ponds and woods. Of course living in an area like that you might think it would be lonely, and at times it was but to me these were the times you could see love.

I saw it between my parents, who depended on each other. I saw it between mother and daughter and father and daughter. Then I saw it in my mothers eyes as she went to take care of the horses, when she brushed their manes and fed them hay. I could see it when my dad looked over his land and his family and his animals. I saw it in his eyes when he would bring home a new goat or chicken or turtle for my sisters and I to take care of. And I saw it in my sisters eyes when they ran around in a yard full of green grass, chasing after goats and hold kittens and playing with the dogs.

I grew in an environment full of love and I learned how to treat others and how to be there and take care of those whom I loved. As I got older I had responsibilities on the farm; watering the horses, filling up the bird feeder, walking show cattle. Within those responsibilities I learned fast that those animals and my family members were counting on me, and if I failed to carry out my jobs I would be letting them down. So I learned to enjoy everything I did, I was taught to be excited to walk the show cattle, to feel important because I was in charge of watering the horses. And because of all of that I learned how to love.

Now it’s a whole other story to be taught HOW to love, but I found that the best way to practice (before trying it out on actual people) was to practice showing love to all the animals on my farm. As a little girl you always go through falling in love, and the embarrassing moments when you share your love to someone you doesn’t deserve it. But the plus side to living on a farm is you have space to run and hide, to evaluate your feelings and you have animals to cuddle or talk to about your problems because that kind of love doesn’t go away. Those bonds are unbreakable and they gave me the courage to stop hiding, to get over it and to share my love with the people in my life who would love me back.

I can’t say that I wouldn’t know all of those things if I grew up in a city or even a town, but I can say that my ability to love is one of my greatest and strongest qualities. Here in the present I have an amazing family that loves me, I am in a strong long distance relationship, and I am surrounded with honest, happy and caring friends. All of these people in my life deserve my love and because I grew up on a farm and experienced it had role models to show me, I know I can love them!!

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