Two hot and muggy days of ranging through the
Plaguelands and we have returned to Lake Country, my
ancestral home.

The truck held together as did the weather with
only a brief spot of rain towards the end.

We are here for an undetermined amount of time to
catch our breaths, rest, regroup and begin the
process of finding a new home.

Though it feels like we’re on vacation the thought
that there really is nothing to return to after the
vacation ends creeps in…as does the anxiety and
panic.
The first night here was significantly depressing.

We’ve brought a small amount of belongings with us;
mostly clothes, some food stuffs like olive oils,
spices and the like (a small reminder of home) and
a meager selection of books, electronics and
personal items all of which needed to fit in the
truck cab or the bed.

The Ranger has become our ‘home’ and though I have
maintained it well throughout its 15 years and
170k miles I am at times, concerned.
I’ve owned Rangers since 1989 and they’ve always
come through for me…I must trust in Ford the
Maker.

We are weary, stressed and have much to do…but it
could be worse.
We are thankful for what we have and humbled by 
what lays ahead of us.

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