All the way home, I wasn’t quite sure the truck was actually fixed. Something felt off but I decided it’s just getting older…like me. I have creaks and pops from time to time. I made it all the way home with no problems. Got the truck unpacked, unhitched the camper, and was getting ready for bed when I realized I was out of something important. I just hopped back in the truck and drove over the hill to town. On the way back, at the bottom of the hill….you guessed it. The truck died the same way it did before at the beach!

Unless this is an easy fix, I’m done pouring money in this old truck. I’m sad thinking of the possibilities this might entail. However, I went to sleep with GREAT gratitude that God got me home before the truck bit the berry. I could have been on the top of some mountain somewhere. Or in that tunnel!!! Instead, I got to run into my sweetheart’s arms for a great big delicious hug!

Life is basically good, y’all. You just get knocked around a little from time to time. That’s all.

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“Blessed is the man who remains steadfast under trial, for when he has stood the test he will receive the crown of life, which God has promised to those who love him.”
‭‭James‬ ‭1‬:‭12‬ ‭ESV‬‬

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