By Annette Bridges
This is one of those really hard days.
I’ve lived with my husband on his family’s cattle ranch for 39. Honestly, most of those years ranching was not my primary focus. I helped my husband when he needed me to, particularly driving a tractor when picking up hay bales.
The rest of it, well, it simply hasn’t received my full attention. That’s because I was busy doing my own things like working on my master’s degree, teaching kindergarten, eventually homeschooling our daughter, caring for various ill and aging family members, along with many other projects and passions.
Since the passing last year of my mom and our 17-year old dachshund, I’ve been more actively engaged in ranching with my husband and consequently much more involved and aware of what cattle ranching means and requires.