These days when I am feeling low or when I need to get away and recharge my batteries I retreat to my happy place. It isn’t far from my own back door. I escape to my camper parked alongside my house. When I step through the door, I feel as if I am transported to a whole different place. I can imagine that I am anywhere without ever leaving home. It doesn’t cost any money. I don’t use any gas to get there.
I have never been able to pinpoint what is so special about my camper. Maybe it is because it is a place that is all my own. It is a place for fun and relaxation. It matters little that we rarely take it on any camping trips. What does matter is that it is there as an escape from reality. It is a place to go to play games. I have all of our card games, board games, and LEGO games stored out there. When we feel like having a game day we cart chips, dips, and drinks to the camper and have our own little party. Naturally we take the dogs with us and they love the camper as much as I do. If they see me heading for the camper they are desperate to go too. Once there they settle on the bed and fall happily asleep. It is a place to go to lose myself in a book. It is a place to go when there is no place to go. It is my place, and without it I think there are some days I would surely go insane.
I am not sure why I love my camper so much, but I do. I have never left home but still feel like I have. That is what I like about it best. I can be me. I can laugh. I can cry. So as crazy as it may seem, my favorite place in the whole wide world is right outside my door. When I am in my camper I remember what a wonderful world it is until next time when I give you another glimpse into the life of a trucker’s wife.
