One Last Rodeo...

As I come inside on a cold, windy snow-drifting day in January, my toes are throbbing and my nose is numb. I wonder what in the world I am doing outside on a day like this. Well, of course it's National Western Stock Show time, the pigs must be taken care of, after all this is the last time I will cross that ring as a junior exhibitor in Denver. I know I do sound like a broken record now and then, but the preparation for Denver has to be very well thought out and planned ahead to be a success. When we are having at least on litter of pigs a day, and part of us is leaving for a week and part of us is staying....it takes crazy planning skills for it to work out. Some days I don't feel like working in the barn when it is so bitter outside, but I know I must push that thought to the side and keep on keeping on. This being my "last rodeo" in Denver my emotions are on edge just a bit. Everyday is one less day I have with my one last set of Denver pigs. This year I had to make some sacrifices for Denver, that being not going to my senior year homecoming. I know that I will be missing out on some awesome times at home, but it's what I have to do. The chapter to an awesome part of my life is starting to slowly come to a close. It's never easy to be told you are to old to do what you love to do so much in life, but that's just another part of life and growing up. As this chapter closes, another one will begin, another chapter full of endless possibilities waiting for me to write in the book of life. 

P.S.- see you in Denver...