Some days are harder than others. Today is one of those days for me.
Two years ago today I got a call that changed everything. My Dad had been rushed to the hospital from a cattle sale. He had suffered an aortic aneurysm. He went into surgery and passed away. We were devastated.
I am a farmers daughter. He is the reason I am doing what I am doing and for my love of animals. He taught me how to ride a horse, pull a calf, give a shot, work hard even in the sweltering heat, how to survive walking beans, bale hay, change a tire, drive a stick, and much more. Of course, as a child I thought he was punishing me by making me work so hard, but I couldn’t be more thankful for the life he gave me.
He smile was infectious, his laugh loud and he had the most wonderful smile. He would call on rainy days to tell you a joke that he thought was absolutely hilarious. His advice was priceless. I loved nothing more than when he was on his way home from the vet clinic and had either been rained or snowed or mudded out and he would stop by to see if I had coffee on.
I am blessed with an abundance of love, support, and knowledge that I wouldn’t have had if not for him being my Dad. He helped shape me into the woman I am today. He also, unknowingly, set me up for the major change in my life after he was gone.
I left my job as a daycare provider of 13 years to become a hired hand for my brother. What kind of girl doesn’t like playing in the mud! It has been the best thing that has come of this situation. I love the hard work and hours and it makes me feel close to my Dad. It also allows me to spend more time with Mom, Brother and SisinLaw. That is truly a blessing.
I miss my Dad. But the blessings in my life keep me going strong!
Jim Beavers April 20, 1948-February 8, 2014