Numbers Again~

On May 29 I celebrated 10 years of fulltiming on the open road.

The first 4 were with my beloved husband, Chuck.

The last 6 have been solo. Widowed.

Wishing for it to be different, and living it fully, at the same time.

Living on the road in my little pink trailer, driving my pink car, this Odyssey of Love, is just what I do, and I don't give a whole lot of thought to it.

But my DIL and one of my best friends suggested to me that a decade of living on the road was something I needed to acknowledge publicly, and celebrate.

Since I'm workamping at Opera in the Ozarks, I thought it would be the perfect place to have the celebration, so I planned it out pdq.

I decorated the tables in the cafeteria with pink tablecloths and strewed pink heart beads and necklaces across it, and pink napkins.

Our on site baker made a cake for all of us. Strawberry cake with chocolate frosting, with a road made of pink glitter and a pink camper she'd found perched upright on that road. Underneath the road flowed the words of my motto Love leads the way.

I bought sparkling cider for everyone, because I wanted them to toast with me.

Lots of the students wore pink in my honor.

When dinner was finished I stood up and shared how my Odyssey of Love began, and the power of the Love that fuels every mile.

It is only because of Love that I'm still here, and sane.

I told them that it's up to us, even when we're devastated, to go out into the world and create community for ourselves, and build connections with others, because nobody but we ourselves can do the footwork.

I explained to them all the names and messages of Love written all over my pink rig.

I told them about Chuck and how much he loved me, and I, him.

And then I asked them all to raise their glasses in a toast to the most powerful force in the Universe.

Love.

When I sat down, my chair had my back facing the rest of the room and I knew that everyone was applauding but one of our staff told me to turn around and look.

Which I did, and they were all standing, applauding.

It choked me up.

I'm on year 10 of my life on the road.

I've been on the road solo for 6 years. 

The same amount of time that I've been widowed.

In a few days I'll be 61 years old.

That's one year older than Chuck got to live.

My heart breaks when i think of it.

While this life that I've created is colorful and adventurous, at least to some, it isn't my first choice.

I'm only living it because Chuck died and I had to find a way to make everything that he and I had together, matter.

I had to make our Love matter.

I had to find a way to live with purpose.

I've done that. I have purpose in my Odyssey of Love.

I live on memories and on the Love that I find in the community I've created for myself.

And I don't much care whether that meets the approval of the latest psychological studies or not.

10 years. 

4 with him.

6 without him.

In a few days, 1 year older than he was when he died.

I don't know what to do with any of this, if I stop and think about it.

So, I don't think about it.

I just hug people and allow myself to be hugged.

Love is the only thing I hold to be true.

Here's to Chuck and the Love he left behind for me that gave me, gives me, the courage to set out on the open road by myself.

Here's to me, and listening to my heart.

And...here's to Love~


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  • Alex
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  • Don Yacona
    commented 2019-06-05 11:08:56 -0700
    Wonderful story, we should all get that kind of love and support. I will be alone 4 years on Monday at 3:55 PM. I feel like I’m the only one who remembers Arlene, who gave so much to so many. I feel like Burgess Meredith’s character in the Twilight Zone who survives an atomic blast, is alone, and then breaks his glasses.
  • GRinNJ Ggnj
    commented 2019-06-05 08:37:58 -0700
    Here’s to Love, and to you and Chuck! I’m now 10 years older than my first husband ever got to be. He’s been gone more than 12 years. I’m very happily remarried, living a great life, and still miss him and think of him every day. Love never dies.