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Hi! I’m Stacy. I’m a wife, mom and writer. I unexpectedly found myself married to a farmer and we live in Central Montana on our farm and ranch. We have two children: Rhett and Allie, who simultaneously keep us laughing and on our toes. I write about motherhood, marriage and farming and how faith keeps it all together.

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Earlier that year I’d applied for an internship with a senator in D.C., but weeks and months had gone by without a word. I’d mostly forgotten about it until I received an email in early August. “You’ve been accepted as a press intern in our senator’s office. The internship starts at the end of the month.” My stomach turned flip-flops. Was I really going to do this?⠀ ⠀ I said yes.⠀ ⠀ The next few weeks flew by as I found someone to lease my apartment, adjusted my school schedule, and said goodbye to my friends and family.⠀ ⠀ The night before I left, I went to my boyfriend’s house.⠀ ⠀ “You’ll come and visit me, won’t you?” I cautiously asked him as we sat on the lawn. In the silence, I passed my hand back and forth over the newly cut grass. The dark night surrounded us. An occasional car drove down the street.⠀ ⠀ He sat across from me with his arms draped over his knees. “Maybe. I don’t know. It’s only a few months. We’ll see each other at Christmas.”⠀ ⠀ Pulling my hand from the lawn and folding it into my lap, I replied, “Okay.” I was thankful for the darkness which hid the disappointment on my face.⠀ ⠀ // Link in profile to my essay “Unexpected Long-Distance Relationship” at Sweatpants & Coffee. ⠀ ⠀ Cheers to your birthday week, @chrystalchecketts 😘⠀

Halloween isn’t my favorite, but last night I pretended to be a fun mom and we took the kids trick or treating for the first time. We all ended up having fun!

This week the kids and I made an unexpected trip back to my hometown for my cousin’s funeral. The reason for going wasn’t fun, but the kids enjoyed time with their cousins and grandparents. Seeing my kids with their cousins was a happy and sad reminder of cousins being your first best friends.

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