Hey everyone! I have been so busy filling everyone in on some previews of what we do on our farm, that I haven’t even properly introduced myself. Let’s do that today!
I am from a small town in Northern Indiana, called Warsaw. Warsaw is known for its lakes, orthopedic company’s, and the kind and friendly people. I was actually born in Indianapolis, although I was to young to remember those years. Most of my childhood, while living in Warsaw, we lived in a neighborhood. My dad is a farmer’s son and works in the agriculture industry, so I think he was ready to get back to his roots. So, in middle school we moved to a more rural part of Warsaw, although getting to all the necessities in town was really a quick trip. We didn’t have livestock or even farm the ground around us. Although, we did turn our back field into hay that a neighboring farmer would bale for us.
I met my farmer, Scott, when I was 15 years old. We went to the same high school and he was a class ahead of me. Scott and I had known about each other for a few years before we actually started dating, but I never imagined I would actually date him. Sure, I thought he was cute but we had totally different friend groups and I figured a farm kid was not really for me. Boy was I wrong. We started dating in February 2002 and my whole world was flipped. Everything I thought I didn’t want, I actually loved.
One of our first dates was to our high school’s boys basketball game. He would take me for drives around the country back roads, I swear I had never really seen a dirt road before. We would talk for hours, I’m not even sure what about. Those first few years of dating were so innocent and free. I had my first date in the seat of a combine and from that seat, I think I truly fell in love with the farm.
Farming, raising pigs, and having cattle has always been a love and passion for my husband. He grew up raising pigs with his dad and brothers, something I knew nothing about. I admire how Scott has always been true and steady in what he wanted. All the years I have known him, he has always wanted to farm with his dad and raise pigs. My farmer doesn’t have the word quit in his vocabulary. In fact, I don’t know a farmer that does use that word. We had a couple of people who were very adamant in attempting to stop us in pursuing our dreams of raising pigs. There were many times when throwing in the towel on our dreams would have been easier, but quitting isn’t our thing. So we pushed on, and now we raise 4,000 pigs, twice a year alongside Scott’s dad and 2 brothers who do the same thing. Our farm is a family business and I am proud of the strength and unity our family has because of it.
I went to Ball State University after graduating from high school to study nursing. My dream to be a nurse came from my beloved Grandma Scherer, who was a nurse and farm wife herself. I was focused and driven in college to graduate as one of the top nurses in my class. I also wanted to work in a very challenging nursing environment and I believed that I could only find that career in the big city. Scott and I dated through my time in nursing school but I put our relationship on hold a couple of times. I studied abroad in Spain to improve my Spanish and I completed nursing internships during my summers in Indianapolis. I still loved Scott and his family, so even when our relationship was on hold, I never could fully let go of them.
I’m not sure what finally clicked for me. What made me realize that everything Scott had to offer me was good and that I wanted to join him in his dreams for a farm. My farmer was (and is) always supportive of my dreams and I am thankful everyday that he chose me to stand beside him in his dreams. His passion is farming and agriculture, and it has become mine as well.
We got married August 14, 2010 and on and even before that day, I made the decision to love and work alongside him anyway I can on the farm. I knew that he couldn’t do this farm life alone, so with those marriage vows, I believe there was also some fine print in there about being a farmer’s wife. I think that fine print said something like this; help him with chores, do the bookkeeping, keep him informed about the books, be his encourager, learn the latest farm technologies and advancements alongside him, bring meals to the field, date nights will be in the tractor in the Spring and combine in the Fall, vacations are not to be scheduled during planting, harvest, or calving season (actually, I don’t even know what I vacation is anymore), know how to stretch your money and cut coupons, plant a garden, can your produce from that garden, be a rock of support and blanket of comfort, and the list goes on…..
We have two amazing kids that we are raising on the farm. Our son Will, is 2, and loves everything about the farm already. He is an old soul, and is happiest when he is doing chores with his dad. Our daughter Quinn is 8 months, she is the happiest girl and I can tell, really loves going to check cattle with mom or dad. She is a farm girl already. I am incredibly thankful to be raising our children on the farm, it is the perfect place for them to learn about life, hard work, morals, love and the ties of family.
Our farm is our world, and everything we do revolves around it. From the pigs that we raise in large numbers to our smaller cow-calf herd, we are completely committed to this life. Everyday we thank our Lord and Savior for blessing us with the responsibility to care for His creation.
So follow along, through my eyes of being an Indiana Farmers Wife. I hope you see the beauty and maybe even learn something new about this life we live.
I hope you enjoy getting to know our family and love seeing lots of pigs and cows. Feel free to contact me with any questions or comments.