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I’ve written a lot about why we chose to move out of the suburbs and into the country. If you’ve spent any time on this website, you’ll already know that liberty was a big factor for me. The truth is that freedom always comes with a cost, and sometimes it can be pretty ugly.

The story I’m about to relay might be a little shocking for some of you. I apologize if it’s upsetting, but I feel compelled to share the good stories along with the bad. The weekend before last brought a lot of excitement to the Ant Farm, but very little of it was the good kind.

Leigh was out of town on a beach trip with some friends from college, and I was “batching” it with the kids. After a hard day of picking up brush and seeding the field, the kids and I were out late Saturday night consuming insane portions of fried goodness at Top o’ the River.

At 6:15am I was awakened to a very strange sound. It was one of those groggy instances where you question whether you actually heard it or not, but then it happened again. It was a loud “BAGOCK!” Instantly I knew what was happening, and I knew it wasn’t going to be pretty.

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I’ve been thinking a lot lately. Thinking about life and what matters. This exercise is probably pretty normal for a guy in his late thirties. I’ve finally run headlong into mid-life, and while it has brought a few gray hairs, luckily, it hasn’t been accompanied by the dreaded crisis.

I don’t know if it’s my children or my land or the escape from the shackles of debt, but something has changed in my outlook recently. Life is short and beautiful and guaranteed to end at some point in the not too distant future… for each and every one of us. Leigh and I have marveled at how death is the ONLY guarantee in this life, and yet, we run from it as if we can escape. As a civilization, our faith is completely shaken by the only thing in the physical world on which we can count with absolute certainty.

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April 4, 2014 — Leave a comment

This week marked an amazing milestone in our family’s journey. It was the culmination of more than a decade of hard work. It consumed every spare moment in the last year of my life, and it was worth every minute of struggle and strife.

We finally sold our house in Trussville. We closed on Tuesday just a few hours before I boarded a flight to Boston for a business trip. Our family tree is forever changed because selling the house was the final step in our plan to become COMPLETELY DEBT-FREE!

Our future plans will no longer be shaped by our slavery to the bank. We’re no longer working to pay someone else. Our lives are finally our own, and I’ve got to tell you that it’s a pretty awesome feeling.

If you’re traveling down this same road, I want to offer my encouragement to stay the course. Continue making hard decisions and sacrificing for your goals on a daily basis. You can do it. I promise you won’t regret it.

As I’ve walked around this city, I can’t help but think that the world looks different, somehow. My first days as a truly free man were spent in another world, 1,200 miles away from my family and my land. We haven’t even had time to celebrate this hard-fought victory. It’s not the way I envisioned it playing out, but by the time you read this, I’ll be back home on the Ant Farm burning brush and chasing chickens… and there’s nowhere else I’d rather be!

We are free.