I’m not sure why, but we as a society have this need to put labels on ourselves and others. Sometimes these labels are innocent. They describe to others where we stand. They describe how we feel about others and what their mission is. I turned to Facebook to find out how people viewed homesteaders, preppers and survivalists. I’m sure these cliches won’t surprise you.
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I hope I’ve been truly transparent about the struggles I’ve had on my journey. One struggle that comes to mind is my difficulty learning to make bread. My family was losing faith in my ability to learn this skill, and I was losing faith as well. Finally I figured it out and it was an amazing feeling. That amazing feeling is what makes trying worth it.
Any urban homesteader will tell you that the moment they get an animal that produces something for the homestead, they feel like they’ve achieved the dream. For us, it was the yard birds that made it happen. Not only do we feed these partially free-range girls a 100% organic diet on a budget, but they supply us AND several neighbors with eggs.
The modern homesteader is greatly misunderstood. Popular culture paints the picture of a backwards, back-woods, anti-social, stuck-in-the-1880’s personal. Some may believe that nobody even lives like that anymore. But just because we’re off the grid doesn’t mean we’re not with the times. Au contraire! my urban-minded friends. Homesteading is thriving and well connected in the 21st century – and is busy as ever preserving the simple life.
Homesteading to me means I am living a real and honest life that leaves me sore In the evening and grateful in the morning, taking joy in passing on lost and forgotten knowledge to my children so I can send them into the world with a hard work ethic and the skills to provide for themselves in more meaningful ways than simply earning a paycheck.
My husband and I joined a CSA before they were the “cool” thing to do. I learned how to cook and bake. We had a small garden in the city. We knew we wanted to raise our kids in an environment where they would grow to appreciate their food and the work that goes into good, wholesome nutrition.