Years ago I thought I wanted to live like someone more close to nature, self sufficient and rely less on modern “luxuries”.
In a way I still do, but as we drive through the Canadian and Alaskan “wilderness” I realize (and I now laugh at myself) how naive I was.
Life up here must be tough. The seasons, weather, distances, lack of common stuff we take for granted, rarely much reception for communication, to just name some of the things I realize I wouldn’t be that excited to be without. It seems like so much of life just evolves around pure survival. I understand in the larger towns this might not be as accurate, but still…it takes a particular type of person to live here, and I salute you all that do. I have so much admiration.
So I hereby acknowledge, in public, I will never be a pioneer woman. I just don’t have the grit….(and I don’t like to see myself without some makeup)