Endings

                                                                 

Endings are funny things. Often referred to as the beginning of new opportunities, they can bring joy, relief or celebration. On other occasions they can bring regret, sadness or even grief. In these past six months we have experienced a range of endings, some significant, others life changing and many so small no one would even notice, except us.

Tomorrow, marks exactly six months since we moved into our new home. After 49 years, the farm was officially handed from my family to the new owners on January 24^th, 2024. The loss runs deep, and the emotions are still raw. For the first time, about two weeks ago, we drove past the front of the farm; it was too soon. 

Don’t think we will do that again, at least not for a while.

Of great significance was the loss of Daryl’s dad. His passing marks the end of an era with Max as the family patriarch. His absence from our daily lives is keenly felt and while we celebrate his wonderful life, we mourn the moments we can no longer share. I know how happy he would have been to hear that Daryl’s latest scan results show, after a two-year battle, he is currently clear from cancer. Max would have shed tears in his relief, just like us. 

It is with this news that we are relieved to say that visits to the cancer centre will be fewer over the next year. Despite ongoing side effects from treatment, we are pleased to see the end of this journey.

Rivergum3851 started on January 3^rd, 2016. On a whim we decided to share our adventures of farming, family and life in general through a blog format. Sitting here now, how I wish I wrote more. How I wish I had captured the moments and memories that never made the pages of this blogpost. 

I wish I had done so many more things during this time back on the land where I grew up – but wishing is for fairytales and this chapter of our lives is over, ended - just like this blogpost.

For those of you who have followed us, we hope you enjoyed the trip. Thank you for being part of our lives. Who knows where the next chapter begins, what doors will close or open.

The road is a bit rocky right now; it’s been a hell of a ride and I’m feeling a little weary….

Until next time,

N