BY NETTIE LYN ALLEN I Bannock County, Idaho I Thursday, 14 December 2017
Here’s the story…of a much skinnier lady, who was bringing up a very lovely girl. The girl had hair of gold (unlike her mother’s) and she did not like it curled (or combed for that matter).
Here’s the story…of a rugged man, who was busy with three girls of his own. They were four people living in the country, yet they were all alone. ‘Til the one day when the lady was set up with this fellow, and they knew they were much more than a hunch. This group soon formed a family, and that’s the way we all became The Blended Bunch. (Haha! Name that TV show!)
In all seriousness, my daughter was 13 years old when I met my husband. At the time I was working full time and going to school part time. My husband was a single dad with three girls (ages 5, 7, and 9) and they lived in a rural community on twelve acres. He’s worked hard on the land and it’s truly a piece of heaven!
Not only did we click as a couple, but the girls clicked as sisters. It seemed so natural for us to be a family. I love my blended family but I’m not gonna lie, it’s hard work! The kids have other families who have to be factored into our lives and holidays, and sometimes it gets a bit hectic and…downright tricky. That’s putting it nicely. If you’re in a blended family too, I’m sure you understand.