So, we had this plan...

And, it isn't going to work out. Damn.

My family owns land in Boerne along the Guadalupe River. They used to raise goats out there. Well, my grandmother left the ranch, as well as her brother. So it was just my great-grandmother for a while until she became unable to care for herself. Nobody runs the ranch now. Our goats were stolen. The homestead is falling apart.

But it is beautiful. Chris and I eventually want to own land one day, raise dairy goats, be self-sufficient as possible. And we thought, what better way than to maintain the boerne land while it is still in our family? We could restore the house, the barns, etc. We could raise goats, plant some peach orchards and maybe try some olives? But there is a great-uncle who doesn't care about keeping the land in the family. There are people who would rather sell and use to the money to "hunt" animals. (Hunt meaning feeding the animals, waiting until they come to where you are sitting and then shooting them. I mean, really!)

Anyways, we didn't account for him. My grandmother seemed to like the idea of having family out there again and taking interest in her childhood home.

But with him in the way, it seems like our chances are slim to none.

We tried. We were willing to take a risk. And that is a big step, in a way. It means that we have not settled too comfortably in our home, in our lifestyle to take a risks. And that makes me feel good.

One day...though...