07/12/2026
š£This is by no means farm related, but it is our life and our journey.š£
Six years ago this October, one phone call almost changed my kidsā and my life forever.
It was the kind of nightmare I wouldnāt wish on anyone. By the grace of God, my husband survived. That truck did the very last thing it was ever meant to do, it protected him when it mattered most. For that, Iāll always be grateful.
Over the years, it became just another part of the front yard. I stopped noticing it. Life moved forward, and somehow it just blended into the background.
But today, it was finally hauled away.
Itās strange how a piece of twisted metal can carry so much weight. While Iāll always be thankful for what that truck did, Iām also thankful to finally close that chapter. Today, the last physical reminder of that morning is gone.
Some things you never forget, but sometimes letting go of whatās left behind is part of healing.
