Diving in

We have always loved camping. Because Pennsylvania gets so much rain we decided to buy a small travel trailer. When I called our insurance company the woman that helped me said she and her husband had camped for years. Now they belong  to a club that goes camping as a group. They started with a tent when their kids were younger and kept trading up. Their final purchase was  a huge motor home. She told me I would be calling her back, guessing we follow their pattern. In three years we bought and traded up three times. So I did call her back, more than once.

The pictures above show where we will live until the apartment is available. “Life is short” is a classic, over-used cliché but in this instance it couldn’t apply more. My husband has taken a hiatus from his job and we are going to travel! Florida for the winter and from there who knows!

I believe we all need a goal; a planned vacation, running a marathon, a future purchase; something down the road to look forward to. Without that in my life I would feel  stagnant and depressed. Contemplating this adventure I feel scared. What if a stranger talks to me and I can’t get my words out? How will my stamina hold up? What if I lose my balance in public and take a tumble (probably laugh uncontrollably)? How will my brain handle so much added stimulation?

All my worries don’t matter. My time is short although not as short as others I have known. If not now, when? I’m going to dive in, possibly into the deep end.