what i learned from our journey…

i learned to prepare for everything. bring tarps and scotchguard seats. haul charcoal and coffee to absorb odor. bring paper towels, baby wipes, two cases of water, extra dog food.

i learned to avoid areas that get absolutely no reception. i am so happy that i listened to my gut and wrote out a list of my meds and emergency contacts and had my advanced directive with me.

i learned to keep a list of friends and contacts on me for areas that i may be travelling through, as to go and visit and possibly stay.

i absolutely know to have buggs completely vaccinated and have all of my meds with me.

i know that i am at my most vulnerable when i am tired. when i’m tired emotions come out and reason flies out the window. i don’t care about anything except for buggs when i’m tired.

i made some twenty calls that night from the columbia gorge. r*****d was the only one who answered. yes, he motivated me onward utilizing anger. two of my high school friends replied by text the next day, as did my sister and j**s.

i have to say that i never in a million years expected the kindness, compassion, and all out patience that she demonstrated with me. she was able to talk to me in terms that i easily understood and could apply to myself and my situation. she didn’t fix my problem magically…however she did give me a magic wand…to use to figure out what needed to be done and then i could do it. she listened to me. she supported and encouraged me the whole way there. she gave me ideas, songs, lyrics, jokes, etc. i felt cared for, happy, secure, and special.

yes, i could have made it through this journey without j**s, but i would never have learned as much, valued her input and advice as much, had as much fun, or felt as blessed to have had her with me. she had a way of calming and soothing my spirit. she had a way of connecting with me when i was thinking about her. she is important to me. she is an anomaly.

i have enjoyed having a really good and close relationship with buggs. he was really the reason that i was always alert and aware and awake, because i was finally a “parent” again with the singular purpose of keeping my “child” safe during our journey. i trusted him to alert me to strangers, when sleeping in parking lots and truck stops. he was/is my co-pilot and companion. we will have many more adventures in the future.
we are back in nevada now from our second journey…which was henderson, nv to south lake tahoe, ca to portland, or to puyallup, wa to gig harbor, wa to bremerton, wa to ellensburg, wa to laurel, mt…travelling through six states: nv, ca, or, wa, id, and mt.
on the way back to nevada…our route was laurel, mt to bozeman, mt to west yellowstone, mt to idaho falls, id to salt lake city, ut to cedar falls, ut to overton, nv to henderson, nv…travelling through six states: mt, wy, id, ut, az, and nv.
i have tons of photos to share and go through…and so many stories and adventures to tell from just two journeys…it’s felt like two years shoved into about four weeks…i’ve gotten hurt/sick and healed. i have hiked, walked, carried, moved, hauled, driven, perservered, talked, laughed, cried, explored, adventured, documented, and have seen things of great beauty, mystery, and magic. my breath was stolen on hundreds of occasions.
i haven’t allowed my challenges or depression to stop me or slow me down. with buggs by my side, there is nothing that we cannot accomplish. i remember this extraordinary woman once telling me that she may end up resenting me, because i may hold her back or not be able to keep up with her. now i wonder, if she could keep up with me and if she could…i would surely give her that piggy back ride…
photos and stories to come…
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