Kentucky ~ Land That I Love

Hello! I am not your common everyday lady. I'm a wife, mother, daughter, sister, aunt, and a Kentuckian. I wasn't born in Kentucky. I was born August 29th 1974 in Dearborn MI, just outside of Detroit. We moved to Lewis County on Vance's Creek in 1975. I consider myself born and raised in Lewis County, Kentucky. I have no other memories I can recall except for these I've made in Lewis County, Kentucky. A place like none other a place called Vance's Creek.



On this land I was raised on, I now am raising my children. This place is part of me. It is my roots the land is part of who I am, where I came from. This land shares the good times and bad not just the bounty or harvest some may say. It holds memories of my childhood and of my two children. Memories of their first are here with me. Like their first garden in which they were apart of. And loved ones who have died on this land.



Memories that will never depart from us. Vance's Creek holds memories, shared together as a young family. I am so blessed to be able to share, all the many things I learned here on this land to my children. To breathed in the air in which the wind blows and the smells that bring memories to us all.

This past month I experienced one of my fondest childhood memories. Scents of apples cooking while making apple pie fillin. The smell of Cinnamon, nutmeg, and cloves. While closing my eyes, I went back to my Grandma's kitchen. It was a warm feeling and I will never forget that smell. I experienced this same smell in Autumn as a child. I was raised just up the road from her, a rock and a skip and a jump. How I miss her and the days of my innocence. She has been gone now for six years. However the scents of autumn will always remain in my heart. The scent brings a part of my childhood autumn memories back from long ago.

I was raised with a simple life that has, yet to be forgotten in my heart. I will never forsake all that I was taught as a child. I hold these dear to my heart and want to share every simple yet important part of who I am to my children. And give them their own roots. To grown and learn, things that make us who we are. I was given a simple life, and with that came a simple love. How it continues on with the next generation is a blessing, pure and so true to treasure in my heart forever.



Being a Kentucky Lady I take a sense of pride in my work. As a mother and as a teacher to my children. I am responsible for so much and yet limited to the time I have to hold my children and protect them from this world. They are so blessed yet I sometimes wish I could give them more than just this simple Kentucky life I have to offer. I know they have so much yet so little. To some children I know they are wealthy beyond comparison. To others they are as poor as a church mouse. I teach my children to thank God for the littlest of things.



I am ever longing to be the mother that my Grandmother was. She was the "rock" in our family the "thread" that kept the family tied together. The "glue" to hold a family together with love. All of that has went by the wayside, since her death. How I long for that again. I know that God will someday give me the desires of my heart. And God will bless my life with a close family also. The Sunday dinners that Grandma would whip up with her love and devotion. Her cure all for a sadden heart was spread by her kindness and love for her family. What a true "Kentucky Lady", what shoes to fill on Vance's Creek. I know I can never replace her, but today I'm doing my very best to be a true Kentucky Lady.


This land that I grew up on, has changed not just, in the landscape but it's landowners. People that grace this land are not as those in my younger days. I being a landowner to am different not only in wisdom but in the modern conveniences of life. For I do not have to do my weekly wash with an old ringer washer.



I don't have to bail water from the well, nor the creek for rinse water. My automatic washing machine and my city water that is provided with a bill every month. My wash day seems to be every day. However I do hang my clothes on a line to enjoy the sunshine and feel the autumn breeze. As those before me have done.



Not just laundry but today we have so much provided for us. We turn a switch and the water, stove, lights, heat, etc. comes on at the flip of a switch. Fall is a time where the first firewood smoke is made to knock the dampness out of the house. Just this week we had the first frost. I got to smell the scent of wood smoke in the air. It brought back the scent of fall in the air.



As a true Kentucky lady, I ask you to take time to smell the scent of fall. And to please ask God for a Thankful heart I know you can find something in a day thank God for. Take a drive in the country and see his marvelous artwork.