06/09/2026
After walking away from a 34-year marriage, I decided to give myself a gift — a new beginning on wheels.
My ex and I once dreamed of traveling after his retirement from 25 years in law enforcement.
Well, he retired…and then shattered that dream in the most painful way possible.
But I refused to let that be the end of my story.
I decided that just because I was single didn’t mean I couldn’t still live that dream — only now, it would be my way.
So, I bought myself a little travel setup — my “chick rig” — and last Thursday, I finally took off on my very first solo trip.
I won’t lie… when it came time to actually hit the road, the fear crept in.
One day of practice driving and backing into tight spaces (and let me tell you, I’m terrible at it ).😂
My mom begged me to bring a friend for support, but I wanted this first one to be mine.
So, I took a deep breath, spritzed myself with some “Vagus Nerve” calming mist, whispered be brave, and rolled out of my driveway toward the Sierra National Forest.
When I arrived, it was time for the ultimate test — backing into my campsite.
Let’s just say… it wasn’t pretty.
But a kind couple walking their dog noticed my struggle, came right over, and gently guided me in. No judgment, no criticism — just kindness.
Once I was parked and leveled, I looked around at the forest — the light filtering through the trees, the scent of pine in the air — and I just knew.
This was exactly where I was meant to be.
I unfolded my camp chair, grabbed a cold bottle of champagne, popped the cork, and toasted to this brand-new chapter.
That first sip of freedom? Unforgettable. 🥂
What surprised me most was how many people, especially women, came up to talk.
Apparently, it’s still a “spectacle” to see a woman roll in alone, set up camp, and enjoy herself.
Everywhere I went, I heard, “Are you here all by yourself?” — followed by amazement and encouragement.
I met the kindest souls on that trip.
Two wonderful women even gave me their numbers and invited me to join their families next time — to teach me the ropes of boondocking once I’m ready.
I came home from that trip feeling lighter, stronger, and full of gratitude.
For the kindness of strangers.
For the courage I didn’t know I had.
And for this incredible community that keeps cheering each other on.
To every woman starting over: you’re stronger than you think.
Take the trip. Back it up crooked if you have to. Pop the champagne anyway.
🍾💪
