{"id":28125,"date":"2016-10-12T13:42:31","date_gmt":"2016-10-12T13:42:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/wfbf.com\/?p=28125"},"modified":"2016-10-12T13:43:15","modified_gmt":"2016-10-12T13:43:15","slug":"the-life-i-didnt-want","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wfbf.com\/blogs\/the-life-i-didnt-want\/","title":{"rendered":"The Life I Didn\u2019t Want"},"content":{"rendered":"
I was driving home after covering World Dairy Expo for four days, and after passing through my ancestral stomping grounds in northwest Dane County I couldn\u2019t help but gaze at the fields and forests that my relatives used to farm. It then occurred to me that I was not living the life I wanted to.<\/p>\n
In fact, everything about my life except for one constant was the complete antithesis of what I\u2019d imagined my world would become. Such a realization would make some people break down and move across the country in a frantic fashion in order to \u201cfind\u201d themselves again. Me? Not so much. It was a mere reminder that I\u2019m not the one in charge.<\/p>\n