It was a week: Long days AI-ing, gathering pastures, running cows through the chute…

At the end of the week, we were about to gather bulls when…oops, there was an accident and my hubby broke his wrist.

He still gathered bulls, but later the x-ray confirmed what we already knew…

And then there was surgery. (Look for more on this coming later in my column in Progressive Cattle.)

Sometimes life is full of surprises and it doesn’t follow what we expect.

Today, as I was attempted to help move cows, I had an asthma attack. I haven’t had an asthma attack in a LONG time, but this was a doozy. I had to get help to get back to the house. The pollen counts are high this year and I guess it is taking its toll on me.

So I figure between the two of us, we can make a team. I have the hands and he doesn’t have allergies…we can do this, right?

Expectations.

We think life will look one way and it looks like something totally different. It is hard sometimes not to be disappointed, but there is always hope. Fred Rogers–as in THE Mr. Rogers–used to say, “Look for the helpers.”

Life is full of challenges, but it is also full of helpers. I had extra help today to help me get to the house. Blessing. My hubby’s surgery on his wrist went well and he hasn’t had much pain. Blessing.

Anyone else experiencing challenges? Are you finding hope? I hope so!