Goodbye to My Non-Farm Dreams
If someone had told me a few years ago that I’d be saying goodbye to my chickens, I probably would’ve laughed in their face. Those quirky, feathered little ladies brought so much joy into my life. They were part of my big homesteading dream, a dream I poured love, sweat, and way too much money into. If you’ve been around a while you are fully aware of all of the ups and downs I’ve faced with these cluckerellas. But here I am, writing this post with a bittersweet mix of emotions, knowing it’s time to let go.
Letting go of my non-farm dream wasn’t something I took lightly. It’s not easy to admit when a season of your life has run its course. But deep down, I knew it was time.
A Dream Hatched
When I first started raising chickens, it felt like a step toward a life I had always imagined. Fresh eggs, a little slice of self-sufficiency, and the simple pleasure of watching them scratch around in the yard. It was a dream that felt so right.
But life has a funny way of changing the script. As much as I adored those chickens, my circumstances shifted. The time, energy, and resources needed to care for them started to feel like too much. It became clear that the life I had envisioned was no longer aligning with the life I am building now.
The Goodbye
This week, I packed up my girls and drove them to their new home. A beautiful farm where they will have more space and freedom than I could ever provide. Watching them settle into their new coop was both heartwarming and gut-wrenching.
I cried. Of course I cried.
Saying goodbye is not just about the physical act of letting go. It is about mourning what could have been. But it is also about making peace with the fact that we cannot do everything, no matter how much we want to.
A New Chapter
Here is the silver lining. As one door closes, another opens. Letting go of my non-farm dream has freed up space physically and mentally to focus on other goals.
One of those goals is my health, and I am thrilled to share a milestone I have reached. I have lost 20 pounds at the time of filming. At the time of posting, it is over 30. I have lost 18.25 inches off my body. This progress has been months in the making, and honestly, it feels like a win I really needed right now.
I am learning that progress, whether in fitness, personal growth, or life in general, requires sacrifices. Letting go of my chickens is not just about saying goodbye to a dream. It is about embracing the bigger picture.
Lessons in Letting Go
If there is one thing I have learned through this process, it is this: letting go does not mean failure. It means making a conscious choice to prioritize what matters most in this season of life.
And that is okay.
It is okay to pivot. It is okay to put a dream on hold. It is okay to admit that something is not working anymore.
Because sometimes the hardest goodbyes are the ones that lead to the best beginnings.
Your Turn
Have you ever had to let go of something you loved to make room for something new? I would love to hear your story. Let’s talk about it in the comments below. 💬
And if you want the full behind-the-scenes scoop on this emotional goodbye, check out my latest video on YouTube. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FeYH_eiogvY
xoxo
-S
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