My husband and I met in 2003. He owned a home in Alto, New Mexico, and I lived on my ranch in the middle of nowhere, which also happened to be the middle of New Mexico. His home was beautiful, tucked up high in the middle of the mountains and happened to be located on my great-grandparents ranch which sold when my mom was a young woman.
My husband is in the construction industry, so he actually had a camper in Los Lunas where he spent his work-week before traveling to his home for the weekend. Though he had the better house, he also had tons of neighbors and just your average size lot. I, on the other hand, had 1200 acres, two teenagers at home, and was close enough to commute to Albuquerque where most construction was taking place. Thus, we opted to sell his house and for him to move to the ranch with me.
The construction industry is fickle and work slowed down in Albuquerque. By 2005, he was the operations manager for a construction company based out of the Clovis/Portales area of NM. Neither of us wanted to make the east side of New Mexico our home, so we choose to commute. My daughter graduated high school and my husband was instrumental in getting her to select Eastern New Mexico University as her college of choice. That put my husband and my daughter both there. So, what the heck was I doing staying in at the ranch when I could be with my family?
We upgraded our camper and I hit the road with my husband. My youngest son opted to stay with his dad for a time and then he moved to Portales too. My son and daughter stayed on campus while my husband and I had our camper. As soon as my husband could escape from work each weekend, we would head for the ranch.
For six years, we have been commuting to work each week and heading for home on the weekends. Both my son and daughter have finished their schooling and have moved. Jeni is on the ranch while David and his bride live in Edgewood, NM about 30 minutes from the ranch.
While we love the ranch, and it is home, jobs are scarce and the ranch does not make enough money for us to survive on, much less thrive. Selling the ranch is not an option to us. It is where we will retire someday. There is plenty of room for horses, cattle, gardens and grandkids. I was born there and my roots run deep. I am thankful my husband is of a like mind and is willing to sacrifice his working career being away from home.
Construction is a fickle industry, as I have said before. Work is actually slowing down in this area and it looks like we may be relocating once again. With the ranch being our home-base, and being centrally located within the state, we can comfortably make the weekly commute to any part of New Mexico. After 7 years, we have it down to a system of packing and repacking each week and we both look forward to going home for good.
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