In 2015 my father passed away after fighting cancer for 2 years. That same year the co-op plowed high speed fiber optic internet into the remote plot of land that my parents owned in the middle of Montana. These 2 events together created an impetus that spurred many big changes for me and my family.
My husband, my 2 children, and I were living peacefully in a beautiful old American Foursquare house in a small town in North Dakota. We were both working from home and my children were enjoying the excellent school district that we lived in.
But we were bored.
“Faith dare the soul to go further than it can see.”
Even though we had lived in North Dakota for 11 years it never really felt like home. We did enjoy living a few hours from Minnesota’s lake
country and the camping, fishing, and boating that had afforded us. But when the concept of living in the heart of Montana, minutes from the Missouri river, a couple hours from skiing, and gorgeous hiking literally in the back yard we couldn’t resist the pull.
Even if that meant moving back to my hometown. The town I went to high school in (GASP). The town that watched me fall for my first boyfriend. The town that saw me act like a ridiculous drunk at underage parties. The town that witnessed my teenage driving and the slew of dead wildlife and livestock that I left in the wake of my 1978 Oldsmobile Toronado.
Even more disturbing was the fact that my son and daughter were roughly the same age as my brother and I when my parents first bought this place in Montana and moved us there. Was I unwittingly participating in some sort of familial cycle? Was I the victim of a cosmic joke? They say that you can never go home again. Was I making a huge mistake?
Well, whether it was a mistake or not remains to be seen. We struggle, and we strive. We fight, and we grow. Either way we are a Montana
Now we are in Montana. What next? We have this beautiful land but only a little trailer house, a dilapidated old house, a horse barn (big enough for 1 horse), and a little log cabin. That little log cabin was the obvious choice for our first project.
The first exciting project we undertook was the restoration of the one-room homesteaders cabin on the property. This was fed by my love of historic structures and our need for more indoor living space.