Leaving for an extended vacation right after work may not have been the best idea I have ever conceived. I am by nature a forgetful and scatter brained person. I make lists and then lose them so that doesn’t help. Needless to say, I thought I was doing very well when we got into the truck with the camper attached and started out on our grand adventure. We got about five miles down the road and I remembered that I forgot my husband’s medication. My husband was not very pleased with me since he had to turn around our forty-five foot vacation train. We retrieved the meds and go back on the road again. I was the picked on for the next twenty miles but at least I was not going to be the cause of my husbands premature death from lack of medicine!
In my mind, I thought we would mosey down the road for about three hours of driving before we would stop at a Wal-Mart Super Center for the night and head out early the next day. I did not count on my husbands enthusiasm on getting his vacation started. He was like an excited little boy who would not go to bed. He wanted to keep driving. In his mind he wanted to make it past Cincinnati, OH before rush hour traffic the next morning. He had this determined look on his face and no amount of cajoling would move him from this thought. We drove with the truckers all through the night. At one point there were so many trucks flying past us, that our Robinson Rambler would buffet in winds. We made our first stop in Lima, KY at a Love’s gas station that had a gazillion trucks lined up waiting to get into there for the night. We just wanted to fill up and stretch our legs. It was like a scene from the movie Maximum Overdrive where all the cars and machines come to life and start killing people. I really thought we had stepped into a Stephen King novel.
Eventually, we made it through Cincinnati and we pulled over at a Rest Area and crashed for three hours. I slept with one eye open waiting for a rogue villain to attack us while we slept. My vision of sleeping soundly in a nice well-lit parking lot of Wal-Mart was shattered by the diesel engines for the surrounding truckers. I must learn that I cannot always make plans and expect everything to fall into place. I need to learn how to live with the curve balls that life throws my way. Living in the moment can be scary and exciting. I must put my trust in the One who controls all things. He is good and His mercies are new every morning.
I look forward to more life lessons on this grand vacation. There are more stories to come…… Amy
Here is a little picture my co-workers made for me….I was amazed at how accurate it was and well they know me. Thanks guys!