Breaking the glass ceiling is not just for working women trying to get into executive positions but also for women who travel by themselves. When telling people of my plans to . . .
head out in my Casita trailer with my two dogs to Michigan to visit with friends/family I was told by several people how brave I was. While I understood where they were coming from, I also know that this comment would not be said to a man undertaking the same trip. 'Be careful,' is more likely to be the comment. I received that also.
But brave? Am I brave? I am doing what Charley and I had started. We bought the Casita because it is easy to handle, fuel efficient, and in a small space--has everything. We kept asking each other that if something happened to one of us would the other continue? We both would respond with the affirmative. So that is what I'm doing; I'm keeping my promise. Also, it's use it or lose it, got to keep the rhythm fresh to check off things.
So why Michigan? This was on our agenda before...well, you know. It would have taken place in October rather than now. But it has taken all this time to get things in order. I did that very first trip just about two weeks after Charley passed. That was difficult, to say the least. This time I've done one trip by myself so here I go again. I'm still shaky but I am able. I know my Casita, the truck, the set-up and take down process. I can do this. As I type this I am staying in our favorite campground on my first night out on the road: Valley of Fires BLM just outside of Carrizozo, NM. There are going to be a lot of firsts this year as I tread on areas where I have been with Charley and now I am alone. But there are so many touches of him everywhere. He is still with me, in my memory, the way I do things, the way I talk and think. That makes the trip that much easier. Continue with me on this journey. I hope to keep posting during the trip to embolden the shy, to help you travel vicariously, or you to just to wish me well. Thanks for reading.