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My boys a year and a half ago
oh I loveeeee baby pics!!!
 
Steph passed on December 8,2007. She was 14. I did not want to go on. Who thought CHICKENS could be used as therapy.... My husband decided I needed to "take care of something" to get me out of the house. I had raised chickens with my mom when I was a child so he came home with a dozen barn yard bantams. Little did he know what he had just started. I think of my Stephanie every day just as I know you think of your son. I do not think we will ever "get over it" I think we must have faith and "deal with the reality of it". My chickens keep me busy and I never get tired of seeing a new little fluffy life open up to the world. Therapy comes in many forms - For me it was in the shape of a little bantam chicken. Some think I'm crazy, I feel I am blessed.
 
Steph passed on December 8,2007. She was 14. I did not want to go on. Who thought CHICKENS could be used as therapy.... My husband decided I needed to "take care of something" to get me out of the house. I had raised chickens with my mom when I was a child so he came home with a dozen barn yard bantams. Little did he know what he had just started. I think of my Stephanie every day just as I know you think of your son. I do not think we will ever "get over it" I think we must have faith and "deal with the reality of it". My chickens keep me busy and I never get tired of seeing a new little fluffy life open up to the world. Therapy comes in many forms - For me it was in the shape of a little bantam chicken. Some think I'm crazy, I feel I am blessed.
I totally agree, I had a few bantams and some egg layers and a pair of goats to keep me busy. Now look where I am lol. Wont trade what we have now, but like you think of him daily and miss him and always wonder what he would be like now.
 

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