I’m going to miss that truck. Yes, *sigh*, we took it back last night. No more big orange-and-white adventure sitting in my driveway. There was a close moment as we passed the I-10 signs and I tried to convince Bly we really wanted to see El Paso, but, *sigh again*, she told me maybe next year.
She joked that the truck has changed our lives. I laughed, but it has. Beyond bringing Bly here. It gave me an adventure, when I was sorely needing one. My world had grown entirely too narrow, and I liked it that way. But now–I have something new to brag about. Proof I can still do unexpected and pretty awesome things.
Considering Hope found an all-white hair on the top of this too-young head this very morning, expanding my horizons couldn’t have come at a better time.