Sharon Arns​, Scentsy Director & Founder's Circle Member

We just finished the wheat harvest here on our farm. Harvest is crunch time, our big deadline, our high-stress, do-or-die time. It’s a complicated dance we play with nature, farm equipment, and harvest hands. Nature decides when the wheat is ripe and if it is dry enough to harvest. If it rains, we’re out of luck until it dries out. Farm equipment is the most difficult part of the dance. If a tire goes flat, take it in to be fixed; if a combine’s blade bends, stop that combine and lose precious daylight to repair; fix a leak, take a truck to the shop for repair, and on and on it goes. However, the joyous part of the dance, for me, is the joining of harvest hands. So many join the dance as my brothers pitch in to drive a combine or truck, my husband, son, and daughter drive or transport drivers, and now my new son-in-law has joined the dance as well. 

J is new to farming but is such a natural. This sweet young man works hard to understand everything from fixing the large equipment to reading weather patterns. Most of all, this young farmer adores our daughter. You cannot ask for anything better in life than to know your child is loved completely by their spouse. Honestly, they dote on one another and I love how they tenderly take care of each other, wanting to be together, and thinking of each other when they are apart.

The beauty of family farming is wrapped up in this whole idea of taking care of each other. Now I must be honest, I hate driving a tractor. Really. Really. Hate. It. But I join in this dance of the harvest by giving the things I do love as gifts to my family. I love to cook and bake (and my family loves to eat!) so all three meals here are usually homemade. I love to walk into our home and have it smell amazing so I fill our home with Scentsy – nothing smells better. I love to quilt so the beds have my personal touches on each of them. Sharing the things I love with my family I hope brings us all joy and draws us closer together.

So as I reflect on this family farming life, I see that the dance is so much larger than just what happens out in the wheat field. It’s what happens when the farmers arrive home and have delicious food on the table, tender, relaxing scents in the air, and a soft place to lay their heads. It’s the slow part of the dance, the part that breathes and brings life the frenetic movement that will happen tomorrow out on the harvest field. It’s as important as any of it and I’m so lucky to be in it with this family of mine.  

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