Sitting here drinking my coffee and just examining my last year of life. It's crazy how much things can change. I remember my first interest in getting chickens... I found a magazine about back yard flocks and was I intrigued by the designs of coops, styles of birds and also having a source of eggs. My husband kept saying.... Don't even think about it. We are not getting chickens... That's just one more chore for you to do and your health isn't great.... Got the same tone from other members of the family that have seen me struggle for the last few years or longer... But being me, extremely stubborn and ornery, I tricked the husband into going to a feed store with the story of I just want to compare the price of dog food.. They had their first batch of chicks in..... Within minutes Devin says so how many chicks are we bringing home!!! Lol got our first 6 ladies that day.. One passed due to a respiratory infection as a baby... Fast forward to current times... The chickens supply me with a calming effect I have yet to find with any drug. My health has improved by 80 percent. My kids are back on track because the chicken forces me to be organized and focused. I have gained weight.... Was down to a sickly weight prior.. Now I can't fit my clothes lol. Have more focus to attend my doctor appointments and do what needs to be done. I still find I struggle a couple of days out of the month but I would go months being bed bound... Agrophobic shaky and not able to eat. I will never lose the love I have to just sit and watch my flock.. I take joy out of cleaning coops... Cleaning butts haha and raking waste and learning more about self sufficient lifestyles. It has been a freeing year.. Same amount of stress as before but now I have the tools to handle it. I can not see my life without birds or dogs or children. My hearts. I will forever be grateful for that off chance of picking up a random magazine. Now off the clean... Baby boys 7 th birthday is coming up shortly. God bless and much love.