Where do I begin?

I live in a small town in South Dakota....By small I mean that the population is about 1000 people, and that's counting the residents of the nursing home. Everyone knows everyone. It's a nice place. People take care of each other here. My grandparents lived here when I was a child, and my grandmother still does. After a whirlwind courtship, 3 years ago I married a local rancher, and settled in, and my little boy was born on a chilly November morning in 2006. It was supposed to be the good life...We were supposed to be happy. He promised to love me forever. I remember. I was going to be able to have 5 chickens. It was silly....Because it was hard, and harder yet because of the expectations we held for each other. It wasn't a fairytale. Through the course of this blog, I am going to tell you my story....and maybe you'll learn a little about South Dakota, and a little about life too, without having to go through the things that I did. Perhaps also, you'll see why I stay in this small town, and why I always hope that someday my life will straighten out.