Mountains and Ditches


I read an excerpt that asked the reader, “What would the title of your life be.”  I thought about it for a moment.  My life has been up and down.  My circumstances have dictated that I am either in the depths of despair face down in a ditch or atop most beautiful and inspiring mountain.  “That’s it!” I thought, Mountains and Ditches; the Story of an Eclectic Life! 


This recent ditch was a doozy, as we pulled ourselves out of the muck and pulled our faces over the edge we could see the most beautiful mountain we have climbed yet.  My, the awe inspiring view was spectacular.  Here we are making our ascent through thick woods that impede our view but that are keeping us safe and comforted with sounds of bird song and a meandering path dotted with pieces of wisdom.  Around each bend are people that we know, oh so many of them, all with outstretched hands.  Coffee cups and meals are gifted and shelter and encouragement put in our pack.  Pieces of the path lining up here and there as we focus on our journey through the pines, the occasional barb grabbing at us but then the fresh air and life leading us forward.


We turn a bend and someone helps my husband try to get a job, puts in a word, makes a recommendation, or simply utters a prayer for us.  We come across a stream and the crystal clear waters glisten and refresh.  We celebrate when I get offered a job at the library that works around my hours with the baby.  We walk on and enter a meadow.  A vast field of warmth and sunflowers and there are our friends willing to build us a shelter, one we can keep, and we are so overwhelmed and blessed that tears of joy water our view as we sit to rest on this mountain.


A letter in the mail brings ever more tears to our eyes with generosity that we did not expect but sorely needed.  The stars twinkle overhead and occasionally the wind howls with threats from the ditch below but we turn our faces to the stars and keep walking up our new mountain.  The mourning dove still sounds her song but glimpses of the eagle soaring overhead bring us peace and smiles.  It’s been so sweet to see so many of you around bends and trees.  Thanks for journeying with us.  May your mountain be filled with sweet birdsong and fresh air today.

3 Comments Add yours

  1. Lilla says:

    Beautifully written, Katie. Thinking of you and wishing you nothing but the best from here on out. So sorry we never got to have that dinner together…

    1. Farmgirl says:

      We didn’t go too far. Let’s still have that dinner! Would love to meet all your critters!

      1. Lilla says:

        Absolutely! You are welcome out here any time. Let’s do it!

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