Trust…

I’m excited to say that I’m writing tonight with the most joy I’ve had in a couple months. If you’ve been keeping up with us, you know our journey so far. Ours ups and downs. 
Last night I couldn’t sleep. I laid there in bed from 10pm until 4am. Six hours of my mind racing. As I laid there, I began praying. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy praying. Its something I do on a regular basis… But this was different. I didn’t just want to pray, I needed to pray. I didn’t understand why life seemed to be beating us up so badly. So I asked for guidance. I asked for direction. You see, for a few months now, Desi and I have been standing strong on a song called “Oceans” by Hillsong United. When I say we’ve listened to it hundreds of times over the past few months, I really mean it. We love the song so much because of the lyrics… Because of the meanings of the lyrics…

You call me out upon the waters

The great unknown where feet may fail

And there I find You in the mystery

In oceans deep
My faith will stand

And I will call upon Your name
And keep my eyes above the waves
When oceans rise, my soul will rest in Your embrace
For I am Yours and You are mine

Your grace abounds in deepest waters
Your sovereign hand
Will be my guide
Where feet may fail and fear surrounds me
You’ve never failed and You won’t start now

So I will call upon Your name
And keep my eyes above the waves
When oceans rise, my soul will rest in Your embrace
For I am Yours and You are mine

Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders
Let me walk upon the waters
Wherever You would call me
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
And my faith will be made stronger
In the presence of my Savior

Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders
Let me walk upon the waters
Wherever You would call me
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
And my faith will be made stronger
In the presence of my Savior

Spirit lead me where my trust is without borders
Let me walk upon the waters
Wherever You would call me
Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander
And my faith will be made stronger
In the presence of my Savior

I will call upon Your name
Keep my eyes above the waves
My soul will rest in Your embrace
I am Yours and You are mine”

For those of you that don’t know where this comes from, its from the book of Matthew 14:22-33… As Desi and I went through all this craziness, we kept saying we trusted in God. We kept saying we had faith in our God… And while I’m not saying we weren’t trusting, what I am saying is that we were like Peter. We were walking on water… And then we second guessed everything. Its easy to do so when everything changes and when you’re scared your dream won’t come to pass… So like Peter who was starting to sink, last night I called out to God and asked for his help. While I was laying there, praying, things became so clear to me… I started to feel a peace about situations that had happened. I started to get direction… And it was clear to me that even though we professed that we had faith and trust in our God, as soon as the plan didn’t line up with what we thought was right, we stopped trusting God and started trying to figure it out on our own. So last night I made things right and decided it was time to get our priorities right again. We needed to refocus. So we did.

This morning I met with the lady that sold us our mobile home. She is a woman filled with faith so first things first, I asked her to please pray for baby Giada (#giadastrong)… Second, I let her know that we were selling our mobile home to a great couple. Next, I began explaining our situation. Ever just know that God put someone in your life for a reason? Well, I truly believe this wonderful woman is in our lives because she’s supposed to be. Her and her husband have been such a blessing to us over the past 4-5 years. So as I’m talking with her, she lets me know of a place that we might be interested in… And while I’m not going to get fully into the details just yet, I am so happy to announce that one way or another, we have a place to stay… If it be in a real nice home that we would be buying or if it be in another mobile home that I’ll remodel and make feel like home for now… Either way, we refocused and literally the next morning, doors opened that we didn’t know existed. If you know my wife and I, you know that regardless of where we live, what the home looks like or how big it is, we always make it our home… So very soon we will know if Tabor Town continues moving forward or if we take a little time to plan more and prepare for the right situation for our dream… Again, either way, I know we’re taken care of… I know we’re okay… Just like God had promised. 

Until next time… Just have faith and trust Him… Be good to one another 🙏❤

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PTSD, Anxiety and Panic Attacks, Heart Issues and more…

So these posts are for the Tabor Town Homestead and More… This post will most definitely fall under the “more” category. Today I’m going to share some very personal information. Information that’s hopefully going to educate some of you and at least shine a light on some topics that are serious to my family and me. These are things that have been going on for a year and a half/two years now… And while its been the hardest couple of years for me, I’ve learned so much and have come so far.

So as a lot of you know, a couple years ago I had a bunch of health problems with my head. They were worried it may have been seizures or an aneurysm or a stroke etc. After being hospitalized and months of insane tests, they determined it was a severe form of migraines called Ice Pick Headaches/Migraines. (Thank God that’s all it was.) 

Well, shortly after that, I began feeling off. I would be light headed. My chest started to ache and feel tight. I’d feel nauseous… For the most part I just let it go… But I kept telling my wife “babe, I just feel off, I don’t feel right.” Well, one Friday, I was really feeling off. Desi asked me to get up and go outside with her and our daughter. I got up and headed outside. Once out there, I was so discombobulated. I could barely walk five feet without feeling like I was going to pass out. So Desi took me to the hospital. When we got there, they said my pulse was sky high. This is when I found out I had anxiety and panic attacks. This would start such a hard journey for us. 

My family doctor at the time was terrible with anxiety situations. He had no idea how to treat me. He also didn’t seem like he really wanted to treat me. His reply was just “you need to go see a psychiatrist.” After many months of going back and forth with my doctor, I decided he was no longer the doctor for me. While all of this was going on, I started seeing a therapist… He was a great guy that really helped me figure out what was going on with me. 
He diagnosed me with PTSD. Immediately, because of my lack of knowledge about it, I said “that can’t be right, I’ve never been in the military.” He told me he had a feeling I would say that and that I needed to learn about PTSD, who it affects and how it affects them. So he began educating me and he was 100% right. I have PTSD.
Many of you know our sweet Charlie Girl was very sick when she was just a little over a year old. She was sent to Albany Med and thanks to God, the wonderful doctors and nurses and our love, she was fine… However, she was very sick when she was there and it really messed me up. So after she got out, I was terrified of her getting sick again and ending up back in the hospital. So I suddenly became obsessed with germs. From there, I stopped taking Charlie Girl out in public. If she had to be in public, I would panic. I would need meds to calm me down. It would make me physically ill having her around all these germs. It got in my head and I was suddenly obsessed. I no longer wanted to be in public. I stopped going to family functions. I stopped going to see friends. I had a hard time letting people around us. Everywhere you look, germs. I’d use my sleeve to open a door or pump gas. As soon as I got home I would take the shirt off and wash up before I’d even touch Charlie. It consumed my life… And sadly it consumed my families life. I used to go grocery shopping with my mom. I no longer went. I tried going to Wal-Mart one day with my oldest daughter and her boyfriend and while walking through the parking lot toward Wal-Mart, I started panicking so bad that I needed to go sit in the truck and wait for them. It was such a horrible feeling. I had zero control. I didn’t even feel like myself anymore. My family knew I wasn’t the same either.
One day after a rough few days, my therapist suggested I go to the ER to get more medication. (The family doctor we had, we were no longer going to and any doctor we called to see me couldn’t see me for a month.) So on a Friday night I had my wife take me to the ER, which was very difficult because of my anxiety and my fear of germs. When we got there, they got me right in and said I should see someone they had working there named Crystal Baker. We went into our room/area and in walked this smiling beautiful face. Immediately we felt at ease. Something about her was just calming. She asked what was going on. We explained the entire story and she showed such compassion. She looked at me and said “I just want to help you feel better, don’t worry, we will get everything figured out!”… I sat there with tears in my eyes. She was amazing. So we asked if she saw people regularly or just at the ER. Come to find out, she worked in an office. She told me to call and they’d get me in the next week. I walked out of that place feeling like a new person. My anxiety was there. My fear of germs was still there but I now had a doctor that really cared and just wanted to help. She changed my world with her compassion and her heart to help. 
Fast forward to present day. Its been a long journey. I found out part of my anxiety and PTSD comes from a couple of things. Obviously from my daughter being so sick. I also have a huge fear of dying early and leaving my family without their father, husband, son, brother etc. That all stems from one of my best friends, Nicholas Clute who suddenly passed away at the age of 20 from an aneurysm, leaving behind a beautiful wife and two amazing kids. It also stems from the loss of a good friend Josh Davis who lost his life tragically at a young age, leaving his family. Both of those situations really affected me. 
The thing with PTSD, Anxiety and Panic Attacks is this… You can take meds… And it can help you feel somewhat normal again, but you’re never exactly the same. You always deal with it. You have some days that are way better than others, but sometimes out of nowhere, you have a real bad day. Or a bad moment. Or a few bad days. Sometimes something triggers it. Maybe its an article about sicknesses. Maybe its a segment on TV about babies being sick. Maybe its a Facebook post you read about someone having the flu or the stomach bug (two things that really get my anxiety going)… Sometimes its something as simple as a bad smell that kind of turns my stomach. For most people its just a bad smell. For me, the smell turns my stomach and immediately I’m worried I’m getting the stomach bug, which spreads like wild fire, I start thinking “what if Charlie Girl gets it and gets really sick?” etc… 
You see? Its exhausting. At the same time, a lot of days (way more than it used to be), I can be out in public with no problems. I actually take Charlie out shopping with me all the time. I’ve taken Beau with me. I go shopping with my mother again. I’ve been to the ER, Urgent Care and Wal-Mart without needing meds before I go… I’m doing so much better than I was… But that doesn’t mean I might not wake up tomorrow and have a bad day. Saturday morning was one of those days. I woke up and had one of the worst panic attacks I’ve had in quite some time. It happens. Its been one of the hardest months/month and a halfs that I can ever remember. 

For a long time, even with this craziness in our lives, we were living the good life. Everything kept falling in place for us. Our faith was strong and we were on our way to having our dream. Our small little cabin, in the woods with a creek behind us. We were going to start homesteading finally. Everything was headed in the right direction. Then, about a month/month and a half ago, everything changed.
Our dream home, The Tabor Town Homestead, was put on a massive hold when the location was no longer an option. We then began looking for property. We found property that we loved but the good ol’ state of New York won’t allow us to build the way we want and or live the way we want. We found a piece of property in Missouri that we could buy and live there however we wanted. We were so excited about it, but then the reality kicked in. If we took that property we would be 17-18 hours away from our families and friends. So we decided right now is not the right time for us to go. So we go back to looking for something here… But because we only have $10,000 tops right now, we’re unable to find much. Then my best friend that’s more like a brother than a friend and his wife find out their daughter Giada (#giadastrong) has germ cell cancer. While all this is happening, I wake up with massive chest pains and end up in the hospital. Thank God I did not have a heart attack, but this ride still isn’t over. 

My EKG’s and ultrasound of my heart were abnormal. They believe the chest pains were anxiety/PTSD related. They ruled out blood clots in my lungs (thank God) but they still want to find out what’s going on. So later in this month, I need to go to St. Peter’s for an MRI of my heart. I’m believing everything will come back absolutely fine. With that said, its been insane. 
Through it all though, as hectic and sometimes straight up devastating as its been, we’re still so incredibly blessed. Has it been the most trying times of our lives together? Yes, absolutely. Have we found ourselves down some days? Yes we have. The fact is, when you have a dream and a goal, and you’re so close to achieving your dream that you can feel it in your soul… and then in a blink of an eye its gone… Its devastating. Right now we were supposed to be fixing up the inside of our cabin so we could move in by August 1st. Instead of that, we’re scrambling to find a place to live. Instead of homesteading and enjoying our dream, we’re spending countless hours looking for something, anything that could keep our dream alive. Even with that said… Even with the craziness with my health the past couple years and all the other craziness that’s happened, at the end of the day we’re still so much luckier than so many others. Are we moving into our dream cabin right now? No, we’re not, but at least we’re not homeless. Is it sad that $10,000 just doesn’t seem to be enough to keep our dream going? Of course it is, but at least we have $10,000 to put toward something, even if it is an apartment in the city or an old mobile home in a trailer park that needs a lot of work. Has this anxiety/panic attacks and PTSD been really tough? Yes, at times it really has been… But at Albany Med right now, is a sweet little girl that we love and adore that’s going through her second round of chemo. So again, while what I’m going through and what my family is going through, has been really tough, in comparison, we’re still so incredibly blessed. 
So how do I end this post? I think I’ll end it the way I was thinking about starting it…
My name is Tim (Timmy to most of you) Tabor. I’ll be 38 next month and I have PTSD and I sometimes suffer from panic attacks. I deal with anxiety more than some, but not as bad as others. I suffer with chronic migraines and am currently in the process of making sure my heart is doing what’s its supposed to. I love my family. I love my friends. I love animals. I love the outdoors and sports. I love to laugh and enjoy the little things in life. My wife and I love to love and try our hardest to raise our children with love and respect, with understanding and an open mind and good old fashioned morals that have seemed to disappear over the past few years… We spend most of our time at home, with our kids and with each other. If you have not seen us much over the past couple years, please know its nothing personal… Just sometimes its really difficult for us to go places… Sometimes because of work schedules… Sometimes because of the kids… Sometimes because of the health problems I’ve faced. We still love all of you and would like to believe we don’t need to see all of you all the time in order for us to remain friends… 
My wife and I do not go to church, but we do love our God and we do have a lot of faith lately. Without it, we don’t think we’d be where we are right now. We most likely would have thrown in the towel by now if we didn’t have our faith to hold onto. We enjoy watching a couple of churches online. At some point, I wouldn’t be surprised to see us at a couple of church services, but right now, watching online has been good for us. 

As for the reason I’ve decided to share all of this… Well, I was tired of hiding behind it. 9 out of 10 people could see me out and about and never know what has been going on inside my head. I’m sure some of you are reading this and are shocked by it… But the fact is, I’ve always been an open book. I’ve always just been me. I don’t like to pretend I’m something I’m not. I’m still me… I’m still an idiot and make my wife and kids laugh by doing something completely off the wall… I’m still a helpless romantic and love to make my wife smile. I still love being a daddy to my two girls and my almost 4 month old son more than any job I’ve ever had. I’m no different… And other than not seeing me much the past couple years and me gaining way more weight than ever (thanks meds, and yes Hiram, my winter diet hasn’t helped either 😉 ), you’d never think anything different of me. I’m still the same guy that loves his NY Giants. I’m still the same guy that loves corny puns. I’m still the same guy that enjoys good music. I actually rely on it even more these days than ever before lol… I’m still me… I’m just a different version of me… And there’s so many others out there that deal with these type of issues. They’re not “mental cases” or “head cases”… We’re just normal human beings… With a chemical imbalance in our heads. We didn’t ask for this. We wish we could completely get rid of it… But we can’t… Maybe with time it’ll go away… Maybe it’ll be around for the rest of our lives… Either way, I’m okay… I’m happy… I’m loved and I love… I’m dealing with crazy hectic issues like everyone else does… The only difference is that sometimes things pile up and pile up and it’s almost like sensory overload lol… What I ask of all of you is for your positive thoughts… Your prayers… And your patience when its needed. I ask that if you’re someone that doesn’t fully understand different mental health issues (I hate the terms they use for it), please take the time to ask questions. I know I personally have zero issues answering any questions. If you know someone that has some issues like these, try to understand… Love on them… You have no idea how much it might mean to them.

Until next time… Love one another 🙏❤

July 6th, 2017… And Just Like That Everything Was Suddenly Different…

Its been quite a while since we’ve updated you all. The reason for this is because this post is one that we were dreading. This might be a little lengthy, but it’ll definitely update you all and hopefully answer your questions. 


So as you all know, my wife and I have a dream to have a little place, off grid-ish, where we can homestead and live as self sufficiently as possible. We have been working on this dream for over 3 1/2 years now. A little over six months ago we were presented with an opportunity to make our dream happen. We were offered a beautiful little spot in the woods, on a family members property. We were in love with the location and more excited than words can express. Our dream was coming true. We had a beautiful place to put our little cabin, in a place that we were thrilled to have our children grow up. It had everything we wanted.

We drew up the plans for our little cabin and met with the builders. We submitted the plans, gave them a big down payment and began clearing the area where the Tabor Town Homestead was going to be. We sold our mobile home to a nice young couple for the price it would cost to have the shell of our cabin built. One to two weeks before the builders were going to begin construction of our home, things changed and unexpected events occurred. Events that made us feel that that location was no longer the best place for Tabor Town to be. Events that no longer made us feel our family would be safe.

So a few weeks ago we began looking for property so we could have our home there. Little did we know, this would be the beginning of chaos and heart ache. 

First we found a camp on 2.5 acres. They wanted $10,000 for it. Perfect, we have $10,000. It had so much potential. It was off grid. It was rustic. We loved the look of it. So we took a look at it and decided we would make an offer on it. So the next morning we contact them to let them know we want it… Just to find out someone bought it the night before. We were bummed, but having faith in our God, we truly felt at peace with it. If it didn’t work out, there was a reason for it.

So after searching and searching for property, we finally found a 2 acre piece of property that we really liked. It belonged to friends that we adore. It had a lot of things we wanted on our property. We felt this might be our saving grace. So we contact the code enforcer and explain to him what we’re planning. He lets us know that our dream cannot happen in NYS. The only way we’re going to be able to live semi off grid is if we find a camp that’s already off grid. Then, its “grandfathered” in and you can live in it. If you want to build a new cabin, it needs to meet the codes and regulations of a new construction home. You need a permanent foundation under it. You need to be hooked up to septic, you need to have a water source and you need power of some sort to run your pump for your well. I tried to talk to him about other options and he rudely let me know there was no way around it. We were crushed. To have this dream for so long and then have someone tell you its impossible in upstate New York was just devastating. (Trust me, we asked all sorts of questions to see if there was a way to make it happen and every option I had was shot down.)

So my wife and I prayed. And then we prayed some more. We started looking up places that allow you to live free. Places that let you live off grid. Places that don’t have ridiculous amounts of codes and regulations. We found out that many places in Missouri not only allow you to live off grid, they encourage it. You want to live in a little cabin, go for it. You want to have an outhouse or composting toilet, go for it. They encourage you to collect your own rain water. Sounds almost too good to be true. So we join a couple of off grid and homesteading sites in Missouri. We meet some incredibly nice people… They hook us up with a few different agencies that help you buy land very inexpensively. Desi and I begin looking into some of the land, and we’re in love. So I call and talk to a sweet lady that just wanted to help. I explained our situation. She explained how their agency works. As I tell her about the laws and codes and restrictions and taxes in NYS, she is completely shocked. So all of a sudden, if we want to move, we can have property and a little cabin on our new property real quick. So Desi and I talk about it. Could we really leave everyone in NYS and just up and go? The thought sounds great but our oldest daughter Kalle and her boyfriend are here. We have some other family that we would miss terribly. So now we’re second guessing it. Being 17-18hrs away is a lot. So now we’re conflicted.
So again we pray. Then we pray some more. We keep looking for existing off grid cabins. Still nothing… So Desi calls the code enforcer. Amazingly, he’s very nice to her lol. She finds out we can either have our cabin built on site on a foundation or piers. So we try to call our builders to see if they can build our little cabin on the property instead of at their shop… 

Desi and I sat down and figured out a plan. If the builders can build on site, we have a chance of making our dream happen. If not, our dreams are coming to a crashing hault. So today, July 6th, 2017, on my daughters 19th birthday, I went and met with the builders to discuss our options. I explained everything to him and asked if there was a way for them to build on site. He explained to me that since the builders were Amish, they couldn’t build on site for a budget that we could afford. He was nice about the situation and offered us our down payment back. I took the money, shook his hand and told him I appreciated everything he had done. He explained that if we can find a town that’ll allow us to be off grid and free, that he’ll order everything and have our home built. I put the money in my wallet and walked out, knowing that a huge part of our dream was over. Our home… That we designed… That we were so excited about raising our children in, was gone, at least for now, maybe forever. 

It was devastating. It was heart breaking. We were so close to having our dream start. I mean, we even sold our home because we were all set to move at the end of July. So now here we are… No idea what we are going to do. No idea where we are going to go. We have a backup plan but its one we really don’t want to do. It would be taking a huge step back from where we are right now. We don’t know what else to do. We’ve looked at property from way upstate New York to parts of Vermont, parts of Maine, Tennesee and Missouri… We just want to live free. We want to homestead and live self sufficiently. We don’t want to rely on cable companies or energy companies. We want to live how our ancestors lived. Free. Without the government telling us we can’t move into a home because our insulation isn’t the type of insulation they want you to use. We want to live where the government can’t tell us we can’t camp out on our own property for more than 6 months a year and if we get caught doing so, we can be fined. Their laws/codes/regulations are outrageous. If you like following them, more power to you… But I want to live someplace where I’m free to live on my property however I’d like to.
So like I said, here we are… Having faith that God will open a door that we never knew existed. Having faith that we will either find a camp with acreage that we can afford or somehow have enough money to build/buy something and have it done the way NYS is requiring… Or we’re praying we find something someplace where we can live the way we want, and afford it. We have a lot of faith and we know Gods got our back, but this sure has been quite the hectic and devastating experience. We had no idea that when we chose to keep our family off of that property, that it would create such crazy situations. The fact is, our kids are our world and we don’t regret our decision one bit… We’re just so desperately needing something to work out and work out soon. We really don’t want to move far away if we don’t have to. Please keep us in your prayers through all of this… Especially my sweet wife. She’s really been struggling with this because her heart is broken over this. Thank you all.
Until next time… Be good to one another 🙏❤

Clearing up a few misconceptions…

“Are you guys going to be crapping in the woods?”

“Are you guys turning Amish?”

“Are you not showering?”

… These are just a few of the questions going through some of your minds. So although it’s a little after 4am, I feel there’s no time like the present to clear up a few misconceptions. So here we go…
First let me say that its been a while since I’ve posted anything. Things have been a little more hectic than I can even explain… Hence why I’m writing this at 4am… 
Over the past couple months, we have put our down payment on our tiny-ish house and drawn up the plans (that I’m sure will change a few more times from now until we move in)… We have also cleared some of the trees where our house will go. I talked to the builders (the Amish are building our house) and they say we’re still on track. So in 2-4 weeks they should deliver our home and I will be able to start working on the inside. 
We purchased a wood burning kitchen stove. We were lucky enough to find one for $200. It sat in an old camp and hasn’t been used in over 30 years. It’s beautiful and we can’t wait to restore it so it can be a focal point of our home. We also purchased some cast iron items from a new friend of ours, Bobby Bulger. If you ever need cast iron stuff, he’s the one to contact. While searching for shabin (shed/cabin) items, we also came across four real nice lanterns. These will come in very handy. 

So let’s get to it… All this excitement on our end… So much confusion on yours. Let me explain something. If you know my wife and I, you know we’re very laid back, easy going people. One of our family rules is that we don’t keep secrets. So if any of you have questions, please feel free to contact us and ask your questions. We’re not going to be offended or upset. We will answer you as honestly as we can. We would much rather have you all ask questions so we can answer them truthfully rather than you not asking, assuming, and then sharing the wrong story with others.

So yes, Desi and I (and the kids) are moving to the country and living a much more simplistic lifestyle… Yes we are going to be homesteading and yes we are going to be semi off-grid. No we are not going to be crapping in the woods… We will have a toilet and water… And we’re so advanced that we’re even going to have a shower! 😉
Yes, the Amish are building our tiny-ish house but no, we are not “turning Amish”… Although I have to admit, Desi and I met a great Amish guy named Benny. If he lived close to us, I believe we’d be friends. 

Look, I respect people. This includes people that don’t live the same way as me. If the Amish lifestyle works for them, who am I to judge? The same can be said for people that own big houses, buy new cars every couple of years and have huge spending habits… If they’re happy and enjoy that lifestyle, who are we to judge? What it comes down to is this… As far as I know, we only get one life to live… So we’d better make the most of it and enjoy it however we see fit. If you want to work 40, 50, 60 plus hours a week so you can have expensive new things, then go for it… I’ll never judge you for wanting that life. However, for Desi and I, we don’t care about materialistic things. We hate money. We believe it can be the root of all evil. We’ve seen money and the love of it, destroy marriages… Rip apart families and tear apart friendships. We’ve seen financial struggles create so much stress and anxiety in people. We don’t want that in our lives. We try our hardest to live a peaceful, stress-free life. There’s so much negativity in this world that the last thing we want is to have it in our home life. 

So continuing on with what we are doing… The Amish are building our shabin. It’s going to be 14 feet by 36 feet with a 4 foot porch (which I may or may not add onto)… There are 4, 5 foot long dormers going in that have nice long windows going in them. On top of those, there will be 7 other windows installed. There’s also a front door being installed. Once I take over with finishing the inside, I’m installing a sliding glass door on the back and putting some sort of deck off of that. 

There will be a loft that will have our bedroom in it. Downstairs will have another bedroom that the kids will share for now. Eventually I want to build an addition big enough for another bedroom and extra family room space. 

Downstairs will also have a bathroom with a toilet, a sink and a bathtub/shower. So let’s lay that misconception to rest.

We will also have a kitchen with a sink, a propane cook top stove, and we have our wood burning cook stove. We will have a refrigerator as well. We have kids. Kids drink milk and eat dairy that needs to be refrigerated. So yes, we will have a refrigerator.

As for heat, we are heating with our wood stove. 

So why are we doing all of this? Well like we said before, we want to live a more simplistic lifestyle. We are going to be homesteading. Our goal is to be as self sufficient as possible. We don’t want to rely on companies like national grid for power that we can get for free. We don’t want to rely on television companies when we can watch our shows other, way more inexpensive, ways. So our goals are to have solar panels. Our goal is to manly only eat food that we grow/raise. Our goal is to not have to rely on grocery stores for very much at all. Will there always be things you need to buy? Of course… But we want ours to be as minimal as possible. We are making our own all natural, chemical free soaps, laundry detergent and shampoos. We will have compost bins so we cut down on the amount of trash we produce. We will be canning a lot. We will be fermenting a lot. We will be smoking meats and making jerky. We will be using a solar oven as soon as we purchase it. We already wash and dry our clothes without an electric washer and dryer so that won’t be much different than what we do now. We are planting a garden. We are getting chickens. We plan on finding an organic farmer in our area so we can buy grass fed meats. If we need extra veggies, we have Desi’s Uncle Terry and Aunt Dawn Blanchard at The Coyote Hill Farm and Greenhouses for that. We highly recommend checking them out. They’re fantastic people with so much knowledge. They’re also helping us get some fruit trees for our homestead. 

Please, if you have any questions, feel free to ask. We won’t be offended. We want people to understand what we’re doing and why we’re doing it. 

Update: it took me about a week to finish this lol… Did I mention how hectic and crazy things have been for us? 
GREAT NEWS!!!

We sold our house to a great family. I’ve known the wife since she was a little kid. I believe she was even one of the kids I taught in the pre-teen room at church many years ago. We’re so excited for her and her family to take over this home and make it their own. It’s nice to see them fulfilling their dreams as we fulfill ours. As soon as Desi and I can move into our new home, they will be moving into this home.
Until next time, be good to one another 🙏❤

A kitchen wood stove that hasn’t been used for more than 30 years…

Today was an amazing day. Have we been dealing with ear infections, sinus infections and bronchitis? Yes we have (and honestly, we’ve felt pretty cruddy)… But today we went to look at, and bought, our own old wood burning kitchen stove for our new home that’s being built by the Amish. We pick it up tomorrow and then the restoration process begins. We are so excited that this will be part of our family for (hopefully) the rest of our lives. Now we’re snuggled up in bed with the kids, watching Charlie Girl’s all time favorite movie, The Lorax. Tonight, through all the craziness this past week, we feel extremely blessed for the life we have. 🙏❤

On April 29th, 2017… Our dream became more of a reality than a dream…

So yesterday, April 29th, 2017 The Tabor Town Homestead and More became even more of a reality as we officially purchased our own Tiny Home. It’s not the original one we planned. Sometimes the plans you have are not the ones that God has for you. So our original plan was changed to a new, improved plan… I take the rest of the plans to the builders tomorrow and it gets submitted. As soon as it is finished, they will call us and set up a delivery date. Once it’s delivered, I can begin constructing/finishing the inside. Words cannot express how excited we are to start this next chapter of our journey. As much as we loved our other design, we truly believe everything happens for a reason… All along we were believing that things would work out the way they were supposed to… Not the way we necessarily wanted them to. So tonight we are thankful for things not always working out the way we planned. Tonight we are so thankful that over 3 years ago, when we started this dream, that no matter how tough it got, we never gave up. You gotta want it. I honestly believe that if you want something bad enough, you’ll move mountains to make it happen. Have faith. Faith in God… Faith in yourself… Faith in those who are there for you… Thank you all for the prayers and positive thoughts. We love you all 🙏❤
Until next time… Be good to one another 🙏❤

Insomnia, we meet again…

One of the greatest things we ever did in this journey of ours… Becoming minimalists was easy for us… Can it be disheartening to see people and things vanish from your life? Sure, it can… If you let it… Or you can have faith that you’re going down the right path for you and your family… Life’s too short… So enjoy your life, however you feel you are supposed to… Forgive people… Respect your elders… Learn from your elders… Listen to one another… Everyone has their own story that you can learn from… Love… Go to bed at night with a clear conscience, knowing that during your day, you did the right thing… And if you didn’t do the right thing, if you messed up… Own it… Apologize to the people you need to… Forgive yourself… Move forward… You owe it to yourself… Have faith… Trust in God… Know that everything will work out when it’s supposed to… 

Don’t give up on your dreams… Your goals… Your future… Just because things aren’t happening at the pace you’d like them to, doesn’t mean it won’t happen…  Have faith… Don’t allow negativity to steal your passion… The good Lord didn’t give you this dream just to have it crumble… Learn from the obstacles… Keep moving forward… Even baby steps forward are still steps forward! 

Until next time… Be good to one another…🙏❤