I’ve lived in Sandy Hook/Newtown almost half my life. If you’ve read this blog, you know just how deep an affection I hold for my town. It’s breathtaking; even twenty years later, it’s beauty moves me. We’d originally moved to Connecticut for business, and could’ve lived anywhere. Coming to Newtown, with its picturesque scenery, structures bursting with character, and majestic flagpole anchoring our Main Street, we knew Newtown was where we wanted to settle. My beloved town’s the only home my child’s ever known, where everyone knows everyone else. Businesses call patrons by first names; you can’t go to the store without seeing someone you know. Our community’s very active. It’s the perfect place to raise a family, a storybook setting. Calling Newtown “close-knit” falls short…the community’s more than that; it’s a big family. When evil descended upon us, he swooped right into our town’s very heartbeat…one of our beloved schools.
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Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
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~ Mark TwainDebbie Bosworth
is a certified farmgirl at heart. She’s happily married to her beach bum Yankee husband of 20 years. She went from career gal to being a creative homeschooling mom for two of her biggest blessings and hasn’t looked back since. Debbie left her lifelong home in the high desert of Northern Nevada 10 years ago and washed up on the shore of America’s hometown, Plymouth, MA, where she and her family are now firmly planted. They spend part of each summer in a tiny, off–grid beach cottage named “The Sea Horse.”
“I found a piece of my farmgirl heart when I discovered MaryJanesFarm. Suddenly, everything I loved just made more sense! I enjoy unwinding at the beach, writing, gardening, and turning yard-sale furniture into ‘Painted Ladies’ I’m passionate about living a creative life and encouraging others to ‘make each day their masterpiece.’”
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Being a farmgirl is not
about where you live,
but how you live.Rebekah Teal
is a “MaryJane Farmgirl” who lives in a large metropolitan area. She is a lawyer who has worked in both criminal defense and prosecution. She has been a judge, a business woman and a stay-at-home mom. In addition to her law degree, she has a Masters of Theological Studies.
“Mustering up the courage to do the things you dream about,” she says, “is the essence of being a MaryJane Farmgirl.” Learning to live more organically and closer to nature is Rebekah’s current pursuit. She finds strength and encouragement through MaryJane’s writings, life, and products. And MaryJane’s Farmgirl Connection provides her a wealth of knowledge from true-blue farmgirls.
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Keep close to Nature’s heart … and break clear away once in awhile to climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods, to wash your spirit clean.
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~ John MuirCathi Belcher
an old-fashioned farmgirl with a pioneer spirit, lives in the White Mountains of New Hampshire. As a “lifelong learner” in the “Live-Free-or-Die” state, she fiercely values self-reliance, independence, freedom, and fresh mountain air. Married to her childhood sweetheart of 40+ years (a few of them “uphill climbs”), she’s had plenty of time to reinvent herself. From museum curator, restaurant owner, homeschool mom/conference speaker, to post-and-beam house builder and entrepreneur, she’s also a multi-media artist, with an obsession for off-grid living and alternative housing. Cathi owns and operates a 32-room mountain lodge. Her specialty has evolved to include “hermit hospitality” at her rustic cabin in the mountains, where she offers weekend workshops of special interest to women.
“Mountains speak to my soul, and farming is an important part of my heritage. I want to pass on my love of these things to others through my writing. Living in the mountains has its own particular challenges, but I delight in turning them into opportunities from which we can all learn and grow.”
Column contents © Cathi Belcher. All rights reserved.
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Wherever you go, no matter the weather, always bring your own sunshine.
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~ Anthony J. D’AngeloDori Troutman
Dori Troutman is the daughter of second generation cattle ranchers in New Mexico. She grew up working and playing on the ranch that her grandparents homesteaded in 1928. That ranch, with the old adobe home, is still in the family today. Dori and her husband always yearned for a ranch of their own. That dream came true when they retired to the beautiful green rolling hills of Tennessee. Truly a cattleman’s paradise!
Dori loves all things farmgirl and actually has known no other life but that. She loves to cook, craft, garden, and help with any and all things on their cattle farm.
Column contents © Dori Troutman. All rights reserved.
Shery Jespersen
Previous Ranch Farmgirl,
Oct 2009 – Nov 2013Wyoming cattle rancher and outpost writer (rider), shares the “view from her saddle.” Shery is a leather and lace cowgirl-farmgirl who’s been horse-crazy all of her life. Her other interests include “junktiques,” arts and crafts, glamping, collecting antique china, and cultivating mirth.
Mary Murray
describes herself as a goat charmer, chicken whisperer, bee maven, and farmers’ market baker renovating an 1864 farmhouse on an Ohio farm. With a degree in Design, Mary says small-town auctions and country road barn sales "always make my heart skip a beat thinking about what I could create or design out of what I’ve seen.”
Rooted in the countryside, she likes simple things and old ways … gardening, preserving the harvest, cooking, baking, and all things home. While you might find her selling baked goods from the farm’s milkhouse, teaching herself to play the fiddle, or sprucing up a vintage camper named Maizy, you will always find her in an apron!
Mary says, “I’m happiest with the simple country pleasures … an old farmhouse, too many animals, a crackling fire, books to read, and the sound of laughter … these make life just perfect.”
Column contents © Mary Murray. All rights reserved.
Farmgirl
is a condition
of the heart.Alexandra Wilson
is a budding rural farmgirl living in Palmer, the agricultural seat of Alaska. Alex is a graduate student at Alaska Pacific University pursuing an M.S. in Outdoor and Environmental Education. She lives and works on the university’s 700 acre environmental education center, Spring Creek Farm. When Alex has time outside of school, she loves to rock climb, repurpose found objects, cross-country ski on the hay fields, travel, practice yoga, and cook with new-fangled ingredients.
Alex grew up near the Twin Cities and went to college in Madison, Wisconsin—both places where perfectly painted barns and rolling green farmland are just a short drive away. After college, she taught at a rural middle school in South Korea where she biked past verdant rice paddies and old women selling home-grown produce from sidewalk stoops. She was introduced to MaryJanesFarm after returning, and found in it what she’d been searching for—a group of incredible women living their lives in ways that benefit their families, their communities, and the greater environment. What an amazing group of farmgirls to be a part of!
Column contents © Alexandra Wilson. All rights reserved.
Libbie Zenger
Previous Rural Farmgirl,
June 2010 – Jan 2012Libbie’s a small town farmgirl who lives in the high-desert Sevier Valley of Central Utah on a 140-year-old farm with her husband and two darling little farmboys—as well as 30 ewes; 60 new little lambs; a handful of rams; a lovely milk cow, Evelynn; an old horse, Doc; two dogs; a bunch o’ chickens; and two kitties.
René Groom
Previous Rural Farmgirl,
April 2009 – May 2010René lives in Washington state’s wine country. She grew up in the dry-land wheat fields of E. Washington, where learning to drive the family truck and tractors, and “snipe hunting,” were rites of passage. She has dirt under her nails and in her veins. In true farmgirl fashion, there is no place on Earth she would rather be than on the farm.
Farmgirl spirit can take root anywhere—dirt or no dirt.
Nicole Christensen
Suburban Farmgirl Nicole Christensen calls herself a “vintage enthusiast”. Born and raised in Texas, she has lived most of her life in the picturesque New England suburbs of Connecticut, just a stone’s throw from New York State. An Advanced Master Gardener, she has gardened since childhood, in several states and across numerous planting zones. In addition, she teaches knitting classes, loves to preserve, and raises backyard chickens.
Married over thirty years to her Danish-born sweetheart, Nicole has worked in various fields, been a world-traveler, an entrepreneur and a homemaker, but considers being mom to her now-adult daughter her greatest accomplishment. Loving all things creative, Nicole considers her life’s motto to be “Bloom where you are planted”.
Column contents © Nicole Christensen. All rights reserved.
Paula Spencer
Previous Suburban Farmgirl,
October 2009 – October 2010Paula is a mom of four and a journalist who’s partial to writing about common sense and women’s interests. She’s lived in five great farm states (Michigan, Iowa, New York, Tennessee, and now North Carolina), though never on a farm. She’s nevertheless inordinately fond of heirloom tomatoes, fine stitching, early mornings, and making pies. And sock monkeys.
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Thanks for sharing this Nicole, it is still so sad every time I read or hear anything about the tragedy. It is great to hear about the acts of kindness. I am so happy your baby was ok I just couldn’t imagine. I remember when we found out Mia was allergic to fire ants and the traumatic experience I had rushing to the ER to meet her. When I saw her I didn’t recognize she was so swollen. I wept for several days after that just thanking God she was ok and what could of happened. Ugh all you can do is Thank God she is still with you and enjoy every second which I’m sure you already do.
Thank you Debbie. This was a difficult blog to write, but I felt compelled to. I am holding my baby tighter and longer every day since that fateful Friday.
On another note, I am emailing you directly, as Mia and I share something in common. I, too, grew up with a life-threatening allergy to fire ants! Talk to you soon, Hugs, Nicole
There are no words, only prayers through my tears.
Nicole, your town and all it’s people have been on my mind and in my prayers since last Friday. My heart is aching and I keep finding myself in tears. Like you I can’t even begin to fathom the grief and devastation everyone is feeling over the loss of all these precious angels. I’ll continue to pray for healing and peace for all of you.
Karin
Thank you, and much love. -Nicole
Nicole,
Thank you for the personal insight and heartfelt words. As you know, we continue to hold your entire town close in prayer. Sending you love and support and strength to face each day. The whole world is here for you my dear sister.
Laurie, you have been so wonderful. Your email and card in the mail brought such comfort; it’s truly a blessing to have the network of farmgirls. Thank you again. Farmgirls hugs, Nicole
Nicole, I really think you handled this blog…the best of any thing I have read or seen on this subject. You just get better every week. Dad
Thank you so much, Dad. Love you. -Nicole
Another amazing article, Nicole. My heart and prayers will always go out to those involved in that horrific day. There is a little boy who I never got to meet in person, but got to know through the media speaking with his family. This little boy who i never met touched my heart is such a way that his smile and outlook on life still remains with me. May he RIP. All the little angels taken way to soon.
Lets stop the stigma of mental health!
Thank you, Barb. It was hard to write, and hard to read again after four years. I have met several of the families and some of their close friends since that day, and I admire them all so much in how they have the strength to go through each day and how they have honored their lost loved ones. No one should have to do what they do. We are all so blessed to have our sweet children! Hug your beautiful children for me, and hope to see you all soon. Farmgirl Hugs, Nicole
Mr LaGroue, what a beautiful daughter and granddaughter you have. Nicole is one of the most wholehearted people i have ever met.
Oh my goodness, Barb. What a wonderful thing to say. I am honored to have you write that. Thank you so much. Much love, Nicole
I live on the left coast but you and the children and everyone in Newtown were in our hearts and minds at the synagogue Saturday when we sent healing prayers your way. I hope all of you can have the strength you need to carry on. Bless all of you.
Thank you, Adrienne. It is still hard to believe that something like this happened at all, let alone in our town, in that sweet little school. The good that has come out of this has been the way everyone has come together. There is kindness everywhere. My daughter and several of her close friends expressed how they all felt very scared and very stressed over it all. It was overwhelming, for adults, but also for our kids. There’s been lots of town activities geared towards our children, to help them smile. It’s been therapeutic for us parents, too. And, there was a special toy day where all the toys donated to our town were passed out to all the town children. It was so amazing. My little girl said to her friends, "Look, there’s so many people that care about us!" I told her that for every one "bad" person, there are millions of good ones. Hugs, Nicole
Dear Nicole, I think your Dad said it best – of everything I have read concerning that horrible event, you gave us such personal insight that no one else has. Thank you for that and I am so glad that your daughter was not in that building. What a blessing for you. I think it might have affected the attitude of many at this Christmas time. Perhaps they were more aware that things are not what make up the holiday. It’s family, friends and the giving of time and self that matters. Again, thank you. I have never responded to your blogs before, although I read and enjoy them. God be with you and your town through this healing process.
Dear Bonnie, Thank you so very much. We just stopped by one of the memorials in town on our way to the post office. We just couldn’t walk in there before now. It was amazing…inside the tent are mounds of stuffed animals, poems and drawings from schoolchildren from all over, and volunteers from other towns "manning" the memorial, offering hugs to others. There were flowers someone all the way from France had donated. We couldn’t go in it until now. There has been so much kindness in so many forms from all over the world towards all residents of our town. Blessings to you –Nicole
Nicole: My tears for you and others near that disaster are wet even now. Love is the only thing that will overcome evil. Let me join you and everyone who mourn for the children, the parents and the teachers and the police and firemen who were there on that awful day. Bless you all. Love Bonnie Ellis
Hugs from me to you, Bonnie.
Nicole, thank you for sharing your blog with us. I work at a prison in North Carolina and even the inmates are appalled at the actions of the one who committed this atrocity. I have seen mentally ill inmates over the past 31 years and it is indeed a tragedy that when someone who is "mentally ill" with whatever diagnosis, they do not receive treatment. However, I know that even those people that I have observed over the many years would find this an atrocious act. Thank you for letting us know from a citizens standpoint. Your teachers are an example of true love and devotion to their students. Most citizens who do not work in education or the prison systems do not realize the danger that is present for the employees and the children and other prisoners from the mentally ill. I find it hard to justify this type of action as "mental illness" but I believe that God will wrap his arms around your citizens and help to ease the pain of the lost. God Bless Newtown.
Marilyn, thank you. I have a hard time thinking about the teachers… I just want (and do) cry. Pure love and selflessness. I truly believe any of our teachers here would have done the same thing. Also, the firefighters and EMT’s who were first on the scene are so brave. Most do not realize that here they are volunteers, and they put their lives on the line every time they get a call. I’m praying for them everyday. Thank you for sharing with me, Marilyn. Hugs, Nicole
I can not imagine the horror that all residents of Newtown have gone through.Your post honored all victims with respect and dignity.I had a really hard time. Thank you for your compassion and caring nature.My prayers will continue for all the Newtown residents (especially the victims).
Thank you, Holly. -Nicole
Dear Nicole,
I am truly grateful not to see a Newtown Resident sobbing in any of your photos, as I am sure that I have been ungraciously photographed in my time of grieving. (weakness..by abundance ) WE are Newtown Strong and can get through this, with the assistance of trained therapists, amazing clergy and each other. (national and international community) We made Christmas happen….even though we came up short on presents, burnt cookies, lost sleep and forgot what we where doing most of the time.
Dec. 14th was one of the worst days of my life as I was unsure if my son’s cousin and best friend was going to come home alive. I did 80 miles on the highway and ran 1/4 of a mile to find out that his mother, one of my best friend’s and love of my life, was one of the lucky ones. She was able to bring her son home and I was unable to go to her due to the traffic. I recalled the terror of waiting to find out if my father was going to come home on 9/11. He worked in the trade center. The radio warnings of possible gunmen at large and the sounds of the helicopters, prompted me to leave.
I am so thankful that we did not have to bury another family member this year. I am so thankful that our national and international community helped me realize that our children needed Christmas more than anything and were able to face this horror and uncertainty with an army of teddy bears and stuffed animals.
I realize that I am in a spiritual winter and struggle with anger, but acknowledge and appreciate that we belong to a very spiritual community and will eventually accept this reality.
I am truly grateful to so many that that helped our community withstand this unspeakable evil that has changed us forever. My belief that things will come closer to being healed when our Sandy Hook Children will be educated on Newtown soil. I am grateful that the neighboring town of Monroe offered us a school so that our children will not be separated. I have held my children closer and take less for granted.
Loved your Blog !
I am so looking forward to 2013.
Thank You,
Valerie
Dearest Sweet Nicole, I was hoping you’d find the words. Thank you for being endlessly wise and loving. Love to your hubby and daughter … and your Dad!
Thank you so much, MaryJane! I found so much love and strength in all my farmgirl sisters! Big Farmgirl hugs, Nicole
Hi Everyone,
Thank you to everyone for the love and for all that has been done for our community. There have been amazing acts of kindness in Newtown from all over. Many people have asked me where and how help to Newtown can be mailed, and here is what I found:
There are quite a few donation funds set up, some for individual families. There is one set up where all donations will go to where help is needed, for the survivors, the families of the lost, and anyone in the Sandy Hook/Newtown community who needs help. It is through a local bank, and is being aided by the United Way, although United Way is taking no admin costs. Any donations sent to them are tax deductible, and those donating will be receiving a receipt for their taxes. That address is:
39 Main Street
Newtown, CT 06470
For drawings from children, or cards, etc., those can be sent to:
PO Box 3700
Newtown, CT 06470
I was so saddened to hear about this happening in what seems like such a quiet, peaceful town. All of you are in my thoughts and prayers.
Many thanks and blessings to you, AJ. -Nicole
Dear Nicole…
I found you through MaryJane and Just wanted to send you some love from California…if you are in need of some fabric, to keep your hands and mind busy…please let me know. I would love to donate fabric to Newtown for quilts for each family. If this is something you would like me to organize, please let me know. I know it might not be the right time yet, but I think each family could probably use a quilt to keep them warm in the coming months.
Merci-
Kaari
Kaari, What a beautiful idea! I will email you directly.
Nicole
Our thoughts and prayers are with you all, in this very difficult time.
Hello Nicole. I have never seen your blog before. I did a google search for Mary Janes Farm and stumbled across this accidentally. I am impressed with your compassion, insight and the way you were able to humanize this tragedy and give us a sense of understanding and love. I will continue to watch your blog. I send you blessings and love. I cannot imagine the horror. How does one shield their child from this? the long-term effects? I cannot imagine. (and especially when you thought it was the perfect American town with innocence and Norman Rockwell charm). Wishing you PEACE at this difficult time.
Hi Barbara,
Thank you for your kind words. I’m not sure anyone, even professionals, could answer the other questions you ask about, such as how to shield a child or the long-term effects. What I am telling my daughter, though, is to look at all the love and kindness that has come out of this horrible act. For one bad person, there are a million good ones. She did get comfort from that, and seems to feel some better. Among my friends here, all moms, we all seem to be having a harder time than our children. We can’t shield them completely, as much as we all want to. Back when my daughter started kindergarten, I was taken aback at the "lock-down drills" our schools do. Now I am thankful that they have that in place.
Thank you for reading and commenting, and I hope you will "visit me again! -Nicole
so sad what happened there are no words to say that can help. yes you were a blessed one. it is good that the other parents have such a loving town to help them. Prayers to you and your town. And prayers no others will have to go through this sad thing is someone will.
Thank you, Brenda. -Nicole
I have read your column for awhile now and always enjoy your insights into your life and community.My heart bled when I heard of the horror that affected your community.I live across the continent in another country but please know that we all feel your pain and send prayers for healing and to remember that there is kindness and love everywhere and we are sending it your way.Prayers for all your little angels.
Dear Susan, thank you. It has been surreal having our little community seen all over the world, but I know we all have found comfort in all the prayers and wishes. Wishing you the best in the New Year. -Nicole
Dear Nicole,
Just checking in with you today on New Years Eve. Wishing your family and community many continued blessings and healing in 2013.
Much love and huge hugs!
Deb ( your blogging sis Beach Farmgirl Blogger )
Hi Deb!
Thank you! We ushered the New Year in quietly at home with two other families of young children here in town. Today (January 3rd) the Sandy Hook students go back to school, at another location, and I have noticed much of the media have left our town. My heart is with the Sandy Hook parents today as they send their babies back to school.
May everyone have a Happy, peaceful New Year! Much love, Nicole
Nicole,
Thank you for writing about the tragedy in Newtown. I read many of the blogs on Mary Jane’s farm website and in the magazine. I want you to know that my church community, Christ the King Catholic Church, here in Detroit, Michigan are praying for the children and families in Newtown (and all over the world) who have been affected by violence. Peace and blessings,
Cheryl
Thank you, Cheryl! -Nicole
Nicole, I started crying before I read the first sentence as I knew to what you would be embracing in your blog. Across the country, thousands of miles away, my friends and I were discussing this life-changing tragedy. It was impossible to have it cross my mind without my pausing to say a Hail Mary. I said many Hail Marys for so many people. I think back on the days I was in school, and I actually spent two years going to a parochial school in a town in Connecticut, and never could a tragedy be imagined back then in the 50s. For a few months, my sister and I stayed with my grandparents and finished out the school year while my mother and father went to Chicago where my father was recently transferred by the U.S. Army. I can’t imagine what would have happened to my mother if she had to hear via long distance that anything had happened to her two daughters, ages 6 and 7. No one should have to experience this.
Hi Marietta, Thank you. I grew up in a big city, with lots of crime, but I would never have imagined this kind of thing there, either. It was horrible, and took a toll on all of us. My heart still breaks for the families who lost a loved one, or the students who lost best friends. It’s still unthinkable. It is hard to believe it has been four years! Farmgirl Hugs, Nicole