I grew up spending my summers at my grandmothers farm helping with the cows, horses, pigs, goats and chickens that she kept. It was the only place I wanted to be. I lived in a subburb so we did not keep chickens at home and as I grew up and moved out I spent less and less time at the farm. My grandmother passed and they sold the farm. I really missed the freedom that the farm gave me and the passion for the animals was aching inside me. I searched for years to find a good place in the coutry to raise my kids and to be able to have a little family farm of our own. I wanted to teach my kids and instill in them the way things are and were things come from. I found my temp place. Yea it isnt what I wanted but the land was there. 4 acres wasnt too bad for a rental. The house didnt really matter because I wouldnt be spending too much time in it with land to roam. It is a beat up old single wide trailer, terrible insulation and just barely big enough for my family of 4 + 3 dogs. It would have to do. My dream was always to get chickens and goats and then move up from there. My DH agreed. He didnt grow up with a farming family so he didnt really uderstand the passion but he is supportive. We knew we would have to wait a couple years after moving to build up money to build a coop and get supplies and this was ok. I began having terrible pain issues thoughout my joints and muscles. After 2 years of tests we find that I have fibromyagia and RA, at 29 I was diagnosed. I was devestated. I went thru doctor after doctor trying to find a way to ease my pain. I had to quit my job and I filed for disability. It was getting hard to find medicines that would take any pain away at all. I could not sleep and every move was like a bone breaking. Disability was declined so I got a laywer. I fell into a deep depression. I laid in bed all day, did not cook for my kids or clean or interact. I felt lost and helpless. I needed to snap out of it. June of 2012 I visited a local farm and decided to take home some chickens and turkeys. We had a makeshift place for them set up already and I brought them home and welcomed them to ther new coop. They were about 6 weeks and didnt need a light. I felt a huge weight lifted off my chest as all those fond memories of my grandmothers farm came rushing back. I could not control myself but to hold my turkey poult and cry. Since bringing home my 8 chickens and 2 turkeys, I am up to 66 chickens and 2 turkey. I got an incubator for my birthday lol so it will be non stop. I have nver felt better in my life. I am still battling pain and my disability case but these birds give me reason to rise in the morning and get moving. My kids are both in school and very independant so they really dont need me like they used to. I have something that relies on me. As soon as I step out the front door they rush towards me and this makes my day. I dont know were I would be if I didnt get chickens last year. They have made a huge impact on my life.