[Myst]

I’ve been Hungry in different periods of my life. Flat broke and starving. It’s a horrid feeling! We grew up with gardens, hating being conscripted for the work, the processing, etc. As I became an adult I began to finally see the value of it all, then became disabled by a job I absolutely hated. My (now ex) husband promised for years to get us out of the city with so many reasons to wait “two more years”.. then mom, living alone on 72 acres, needed my help, so into a big truck I packed my stuff and left. Now I’m doing my best to tame a rocky, steep wild place to feed not only us but take care of neighbors too. It all adds up and has become a frustrating, loving, refreshing and fulfilling life.