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Lusk, Wyoming By Way of Nottingham, England

written by Christine Auten August 17, 2017

Knowing, Believing, Understanding, and Doing are (how many was that) FOUR DIFFERENT THINGS.



It took over a year on the road for us to finally learn the KEY to life on the road. Other fellow travelers have long since made this discovery, so this is not new ground we tread – only new to us.

SLOW DOWN

It seems so simple, right? All you need to do to open up the magic happiness crystal of life is to SLOW DOWN! We all know that, deep in our being, right?

BUT – Knowing, Believing, Understanding, and Doing are (how many was that) FOUR DIFFERENT THINGS.

Apparently it takes a about year of consciously focusing on that one goal to fully realize the implications (your results might vary.)

So, in learning this lesson, we are now taking a conscious effort to SLOW DOWN and try to get to know – really know – the people we meet along the way. Stay longer, talk more! It’s bitter sweet; sometimes it’s downright heartbreaking. In asking the true questions, questions relevant to our collective human experiences – when, what, how, why we are – we form such immediate bonds. We can promise distant digital upkeep of this new piercing bond, but we all part ways knowing that life’s little demands will soon make those promises akin to dust. So we are polite, and honest to a point – this connection is as special as it is brief. But that doesn’t make it any less significant.

That’s how we met Paul and Sue Miles, our neighbors at our second longer-than-planned stop at BJ’s Campground in Luck, Wyoming – our home away from home.


“I was hijacked.” That’s Paul – about Sue.



Meet Paul and Sue Miles from Nottingham, England.

Paul and Sue are on a three week tour of the American Midwest in a Cruise America Rented RV, their first time driving an RV, but just the latest in their adventures across the North American continent. They’ve visited more US and Canadian historic sites than many well-seasoned domestic travelers. Honestly, I felt a little jealous of their many adventures. Did I mention that they are in their mid-seventies?

Paul and Sue met in school. She was 15, he was 18. We asked if they knew right away that they were destined to be together – a very safe question given our first impressions for the two. Hint: they were VERY into each other. You just know these things.

“I was hijacked.” That’s Paul – about Sue. 49 years, two kids, and two grandchildren later, they are still going strong, and still together. I guess that sometimes we can be “hijacked” by a persistent benevolent force that’s bent on tearing us, kicking and screaming, from our very well-fortified self-destructive ways.


I know the feeling! I was “hijacked” myself. It’s been 21 years, and I have never looked back.



I know the feeling, Paul! I was “hijacked” myself. It’s been 21 years, and I have never looked back. We were an unlikely match, to be sure. But perfect in so many ways. Two decades ago, upon meeting our prospective mates, both of our mothers issues a stern warning: DO NOT FUCK THIS ONE UP! Sound advice given to two people known for “fucking things up” when it comes to matters of the heart. Needless to say, we heeded our mother’s advise. Sometimes mothers do know best.


 

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