The Drive

I think that we all have our own places and things that we find therapeutic.  For me, one of those things is the drive.  Being in our motorhome and heading down the open road is incredibly serene and tranquil to me.

So far on our journey, I have done all of the driving, with the exception of maybe about 100 feet or so when Sandy pulled us up or back in a campsite to get us lined up better to our hookups.  I tease her about that quite a bit, but to be truthful, I really don’t mind doing all of the driving at all.  As a matter of fact, it is quite good for my soul.

At the end of the day, I guess that it’s in my blood.  As you all know, my mom did this traveling thing on her own, so she did all of the driving by herself.  My dad was an over-the-road truck driver, he did all of his driving by himself.  So, between those two wandering souls, how could I have ended up doing anything different?

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