The past two weeks have been amazing and as we head in to our third weekend with the Corn Maze I wanted to share some thoughts about measuring success.
I seem to walk to the beat of a different drum. I am clumsy too, so sometimes it is a little rough. But that's a different story.
This is our first year doing a corn maze and it has been awesome that my family, friends and community really worry about the farm doing well. Everyone noted that we are off the beaten path, so it is going to be hard. And there is truth to that.
We haven't been that busy, which I think has people a little nervous for me. So I wanted to talk a little bit about measuring success, my walk and the vision.
To put it in to perspective, my husband thought I was crazy. I would think up these ideas, as most people do, but the part he thought was crazy was that I actually attempted to make them happen. Correction... I actually made them happen. I think he underestimated me.... once.
If you don't believe me, check out the Bicycle Balloon Race. The what? Too hard to describe, best to click on the link.
Then there is the Pumpkin Sling. And yes, sometimes it doesn't work out quite like you envision it...
So how do most people measure success. Sadly it comes down to a monetary measurement.
For me, when I started the corn maze project and selected the POW/MIA design for our first corn maze, I told myself I would be very happy if we broke even. I don't expect to. What I do expect is to lay the foundation for an experience for visitors that will be a reminder of the sacrifices so many have made for our freedoms. They say freedom isn't free. No matter what your politics, that truth does not change.
So as we approach this third weekend I began to think about how it is already a success.
Last week I had three sisters come from Lititz, PA. Their story was about a brother shot down three days after the Vietnam war ended. His plane was shot down and there was evidence of them being taken captive. Yet the brother has been listed KIA. They believe he is MIA. They have been trying to get answers, and I pray that they get the answers they deserve. It was a pleasure to meet them and get to know them. It was an honor that they made the trip to the maze.
Today a family came from Maine. A grandmother, daughter, and two granddaughter. They were at a children's hospital in Philadelphia and between appointments decided to check the maze out.
The grandmother had lost her husband about a year ago to liver cancer, that she believes was service connected. It was good to be able to connect with someone that had something in common - the loss of a soul mate. Some people lose their spouse, someone they had become comfortable with over the years, like a pair of old shoes. But a soul mate is different, and trust me, those are the only people that can relate. It was therapeutic to be able to talk with her.
By happenstance I had my Jane Fonda posters out at the Pumpkin Slinger, and had some apple seconds on hand that I let them shoot. (Fred was not Fonda Jane and so I had some big posters made up for personal use.)
One of the girls asked, "Who is Jane Fonda?" and I answered, "a nobody."
It has been a blessing to be able to connect with these people that I otherwise would have never met. And in some small way I believe we were meant to meet and be a comfort to each other.
So do I worry about if the maze is going to be a "success?" Not really because in my eyes, it already is.
My final thoughts... when I was on my way home from church this past Sunday, the song "Anyway" by Martina McBride came on. I hadn't heard it in years. But what an awesome reminder of taking "the road less traveled". Goes like this...
Somethin' from nothin'
One storm can come and blow it all away
Build it anyway
You can chase a dream
That seems so out of reach
And you know it might not ever come your way
Dream it anyway
God is great, but sometimes life ain't good
When I pray it doesn't always turn out like I think it should
But I do it anyway
I do it anyway..
Words to live by.