Today I want to share a little of myself with you. I started blogging a little over 3 years ago to give myself a creative outlet. I had been taking care of my Mom who had Alzheimer for 10 years. She was getting in the late stages where I needed to be home more and I’m the type who has to stay busy, ask anyone who knows me. I was on Facebook one day and someone invited me to play this game called Farmville. I accepted. You see, I am not a gamer player at all. I’m more of the barefoot gardening girl who likes to compost and make her own laundry soap. But the name Farmville sucked me right in , made me look and I got hooked! Then one morning a few months down the road. I woke up worried that I had to harvest my crops before they wilted and I thought to myself, this is stupid and a total waste of my time. I stopped cold turkey. Left my crops to wither and die. I never went back. I realized I needed something more productive to do. So I started my blog and never went back to the farm.
People always ask me at work to share how I can tomatoes, or cook a certain dish. I love to share recipes and ideas with friends so the whole blog idea seemed like a good fit. I also thought how great it would be to get my little grand daughter involved. She love blogging with Mamal. I get the camera out she knows to brush her hair and make sure she’s wearing a nice shirt.
I like using all natural ingredients in my food, laundry and certainly my personal care items. There are so many products on the market that we are finding out are down right harmful to our bodies. One reason I love blogging is because I am able to test many different products and review them. I am able to give my honest opinion on whether I like the product or service. When you write your own blog you can say what you want, good or bad that’s the power of the Internet.
I love cooking with fresh produce from my own garden. I also mill my own grains for baking. That is one of the best things I have ever done, I love the taste of fresh milled flour. Much different then typical all purpose flour.
After spending the last 13 years taking care of my sweet (most of the time) mother in my home, I realized how little I took care of myself. I always took care of someone else first. Especially after my mom became more dependent. She needed me, all the time. I was her constant, her lifeline. When you care for someone who has Alzheimer it’s a whole different way of thinking. You are always waiting for the next thing to happen because it will, it always does. You don’t know what it’ll be, but it will be something, and something you just have to get through for them. My mother passed away on October 28th from late stage Alzheimer disease.