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"All my remedies are grown here. I have a hothouse as well," Klara explains, her voice filled with pride.

"I can't wait until my cottage garden looks like this." I feel a pang of longing as I take in the lush, vibrant plants. It's a picture of calm and beauty, something I've always dreamed of having

Klara smiles knowingly. "It takes time and a lot of patience. But I can show you how to work with what you have,"

We make our way to the first shed, which is a striking contrast to the rustic surroundings. It's pristine white, with large windows letting in natural light, and the scent of herbs and fresh dairy fills the air.

"Ilona and Agnes, also twins, handle most of the produce and the dairy," Klara explains. They make the cheeses, the jams, pickles, that sort of thing."

The young women wave at us, their hands busy as they pour jam into jars and stir large pots.

I marvel at the efficiency of their operation, how seamlessly everything seems to work here. The stainless-steel counters gleam, and the whole place smells incredible-a mix of sweet fruit, fresh cream, and herbs. fields We step back outside, the sun warming my face as we continue walking. The farm is full of life, w stretching out in every direction, animals grazing peacefully, and windmills turning lazily in the distance.

creek running through one section, and kids' laughter drifts

I say, my voice catching. "It's incredible. I never thought a life like this was really possible. I mean, it's my dream to raise kids

at me, her eyes kind but serious. "It's not easy," she says. "But it's worth it. We have our crazy times and our World War 3 times. But at the end of the day, we all have a common goal. To showcase sustainable practices and produce simple but

as Ava runs past, giggling with Sarah as they chase a trio of curious baby goats. Tom and Max race each other to a large chicken coop, a cloud of dust rising

on some hay bales, their faces

this, full of purpose and love, feels almost too much to hope for. But as I watch my children laugh and explore, I realize that maybe, just maybe, it's something I can have. Even in

belong in but can't seem to escape either. I mean, it's first world problems, isn't it? Complaining about having what most people dream of I am grateful. I really am, especially for the

instilling a work ethic and empathy into my kids is

thoughts, and Klara looks up to

The sound grows louder, and anxiety

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of lavender flowers

willing myself to stay calm. This is it. I wrap my hand around the folded DNA report in my pocket, the weight of it pressing against my fingers. Time to tell

"They'll land in the far-left field. Kids, here

delight, jumping up and down. "Is that

go meet him," I say, my voice shaking a

"Can we go for a ride in

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