We've met a wide range of people here at the KOA, the vast majority of them being very nice and interesting folks, but a lady checked in last night that reminded me of a group who I think deserve special acknowledgment---the widows.
I've encountered several older ladies this summer who were out on their first road trip after their husband's death. Nearly all of them have the same story to tell: when their husbands were alive they had a large motor home and he did the driving. Then when age or illness made that too difficult, they sold the motor home and stayed put. Usually the widow continued to live in the house they had at the time her husband died, but within a couple years they all get the urge to go back on the road. In part, I think they do it to remind themselves of the nice times they had with their husband. Maybe they do it because they don't want to sit around the house.
All the widows I've met have bought a smaller motor home or RV than what they had with their husbands and they seem rather proud (as they should be) that they are out and about, taking care of everything themselves.
These ladies really touch me with their resilience and spirit of adventure.
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