From Jerica:
About two winters ago, I decided I would help out on the dairy by learning how to milk the cows and help with the morning milking. At first I thought it was a great idea, because I would be helping my dad and thought he might have wanted the help. I got a week into it and I was starting to regret it but I stuck with it. When spring came around I would have to get up and chase the cows down the hill behind the house to get them into the barn. I will admit, I was probably the worst cow milker that dairy has ever seen, but it helped me appreciate what my dad (and every other dairyman) did for my family. I knew he sacrificed a lot for us, but by having the experience of milking the cows opened my eyes to what a strong, hard working man he is. I do love my dad for all that he has done for me and my family. His hard work did not go unnoticed. I have been truly blessed to be his daughter.
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