A view of family farmland.

A view of family farmland.

Just returned home after spending four days near Ada, Oklahoma, visiting the family farmland, which is now going on its third generation in my family.

I just can’t accurately express the love I have for this land.  When visiting this place, one gets to experience total seclusion and the feeling of going back in time.   Much of this land looks just as it did in the mid 1800’s and early 1900’s.  And I feel blessed to be able to walk the same land on which my grandmother raised my father.   While here, I recall the stories my dad shared about roaming the land on his horse, milking the cows at 4:00 a.m. before heading to school, and taking cream and homegrown vegetables to Ada on Saturday morning hoping to make a little money to buy groceries.  What a hard life it must have been living here during the time he grew up, but he loved it a great deal and probably wouldn’t have changed it for any other.