This blog is a little bit hurried today.
It is such a funny feeling to have to rush when normally we move along at a much slower pace than I see in towns.
We are grounded by the farm, grounded in a good way. It keeps you down to earth in the truest sense of the words.
This morning, we have to check our stock, feed the children, chickens and ducks, cat, the dogs. Sometimes we remember to include ourselves in the list if everything else is ok.
We are going to speak with a man today and must get ready, all spruced up.
The Farmer has gone to buy some proper water so we can offer the man a cup of tea without e coli in it. No amount of Abernethy biscuits can disguise the fact that you may have inadvertently caused illness to people not used to our water.
I am feeling a bit nervous as we may no longer be the people who live at the farm at the back of beyond, the people who live 100 years out of date, the people who still live in a feudal system.
We are the people who you never hear about and we are merely a drop in the ocean. We are many.
Others will hopefully learn about our way of life and the culture we contribute to.
I hope that it can provide other tenant farmers a platform to stand on and voice how they feel, how they live and how they are treated.
I don't want people to feel scared. Not in 21st Century Scotland.
I want to hold my hand out to them and say "It's ok, you are not alone. Others care deeply for you even although you cannot see them. Take my hand because I am not scared'.
The Farmer lends me his reassuring strength, he is not talkative but when he does speak, his words are calming and wise. I gather my strength from him and our family, his source is from the very earth that he works.
It feels like an electric shock when I see references to our situation on Twitter, Mumsnet, facebook, it brings us back to modern times yet we realise that finally, someone has listened.
Somebody listened and did something about it.
I feel like the burden which we have been carrying has lessened, it no longer breaks your back or reduces you to tears of frustration.
I'd better go and prepare.
It is going to be a big day.