Our good old faithful...Gus. He represents a lot to me. In today's world, everyone is a gypsy; here one day, gone the next. It's not so popular these days to settle down and plant some roots. My generation isn't in such a hurry to get married and have a family. "You're only young once!" They say. And how true this is. But is there anything wrong with spending my youth raising babies? Planting some roots and enjoying the slow down of life on the desert? I can't say there's anything I'd rather be doing besides watching my little one grow and learn, riding my ponies and feeling the wind in my hair. I love the wide open spaces out here, and I get to enjoy them in my own time. I get to stay put here on this ranch, and I get to cook my husband dinner every night. My old faithful. Just like Gus, he is steadfast and strong, always learning and growing but somehow also staying the same. We are old fashioned, a couple of home bodies. We have so many goals and dreams, but they're focused around our family and this way of life. It gives me such a huge sense of freedom. No 9 to 5, no waking up in the morning dreading going to a job I detest. Just living our best lives, a little old fashioned, a little bit slow paced. Just like our Gus.
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