October 20th
The view from my home never seemed sweeter than after we had spent those weeks away.
October 24th was our last night in the camper. It was chilly and we needed to move out before the snow and freezing temps stayed around for good.
My cousin, Greg, has a house in Sturgis that he rents out. It happened to be open this winter so we are "bunking" in said house. It is a small three bedroom house that is being slowly remodeled. It can be cold when the wind blows, but it doesn't rock left and right so I call that an upgrade.
I know it's silly and probably makes no sense to most, but I cried when we moved out of the camper. I loved that we were all together in there. We were forced to get along and we did. We were happier in the camper than we had ever been on the ranch. I'm not sure if it was because we had less stuff around to distract us from each other or what the real reason for our happiness was. I just know that moving out of the camper was bittersweet. We still didn't have a plan for the future and that was a bit nerve-wreaking. We basically moved what we had in the camper and a few beds into Greg's house. It was mostly furnished with what we needed to survive. This house has probably never been as appreciated as we appreciate it. It isn't a long-term solution, but it is and always will be a blessing.
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