Living that Simple Life

Living that Simple Life

Isabella Jansen

In the technology dependent society in which we live, we miss out on life happenings right before us.  We allow ourselves to be sucked into the vortex of the media and internet, where we feel we are most informed and updated, however, what we are really doing is missing the most important life happenings right before us. It is so very difficult for our generation to PAUSE, unplug ourselves, take a deep breath of fresh air and truly live in the moment. On October 24, this is exactly what a group of courageous Seton sisters did along with S. Sandy and Mr. Green.

On the day of departure we were packed, wrapped in blankets and at Seton High School by the crack of dawn. This was already an adventure in itself. We loaded our baggage, snuggled into our seats, and off we went to a place where community is more than just a nine letter word, and simplicity is a choice, not an unfortunate happening. The Kentucky moon had led me home again for a third time to Liberty, Kentucky.

This is a trip I had taken many times before, but unlike the other times, we did not caravan down with the MND girls. We met them there. We came a day later and were unable to get to know them like we usually did. We arrived in Liberty roughly around 9’oclock am. We met with the entire group of MND girls and learned what we would be doing that day. Some of us went to Bobett’s farm.  Bobett left the world of real estate in New Jersey and came to Liberty to live a life of simplicity by living off the money she makes from her organic farm. Others went to the Nolt’s, a Mennonite family with several kids. All of their children were younger than us; doing jobs we would never imagine doing. More importantly than the delicious home cooked lunch they served us, they taught us about the real meaning of life. The rest of us went to the Lange’s farm. The girls were put to work peeling and planting piles of garlic and weeding inside and outside of the unbelievably hot green house. But all was made alright with the chance to see farmer’s son, Aaron John Michael Lange, and get verbally harassed by the sassy Effie Pierre, who sits in her chair and provides the day’s entertainment. Each work spot provided the ladies with hard laborious work. Our muscles ached, but the hospitality given by this community, and the faces of gratitude left us feeling as if we were the ones who should be appreciative.

After the long work day we rewarded ourselves by dining at the Bread of Life Café. The cafe’ is famous for their buttery rolls the size of an average face and keeps each costumer wanting more and more. The owner is generous to allow us to wreak havoc on the back room and make it our own. We then concluded our first full night with music, prayer and a reflection. After a hard day’s work we would nestle up into the terribly comfortable air mattress on the floor of the gym floor, and then lights out.

The following day we started our first full day of work with breakfast and prayer, and were told the locations we would be going to. It was this day that I was able to meet a very special and inspirational man, while everyone else went to the same location as the day before. Myself and four other lucky ladies, went to the house of Pete Patton, a retired art teacher, who has gone through many hardships in his life. Pete took the time to get to know who we are and what we like. It was at this time that we also learned the immensity of the struggles he has faced. Many of the things he went through could have left anyone down in the dumps, question God and if he even exists, but instead this wonderful, gracious, sweet man simply said, “I look at my life and can say God has truly blessed me.” I was in awe. This man had the most inspiring outlook on life, which left me guilty and embarrassed at everything I take for granted each and every day of my life.

Throughout the trip so many families so willingly took us in and showed their hospitality to our group. Every single one of us were able to make new and lasting friendships. It is not the work we did, or even the food we ate, that makes Liberty a life changing experience and a second home for many. It is the people who live there who so willingly open up their hearts and homes to the strangers of Cincinnati. They allow us the privilege to see into their lives, take a PAUSE from our hectic lives to come down and focus on what truly matters in our lives, and never take it for granted. The work is hard, the work is tiring, but the people you meet, the lessons you learn, and the friendships you make creates a life changing experience that will impact you and be with you for the rest of your life. It is why so many people allow the Kentucky moon to lead them home time and time again.

 

 

Pete Patton and his wife, with the ladies who worked at his  farm
Pete Patton and his wife, with the ladies who worked at his farm
Group of Seton and MND girls at the Straul House, where we enjoyed dinner and music.
Group of Seton and MND girls at the Straul House, where we enjoyed dinner and music.
Inside the Straul House listening to music as and entire group
Inside the Straul House listening to music as and entire group

 

Beautiful night Spent at the Schultz’s where we had a grill out and played volleyball.
Beautiful night Spent at the Schultz’s where we had a grill out and played volleyball.

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