Those 70ish girls…Still on hold

Mary Francis McNinch

The RV trip is still on hold. This sad story is getting old. We’ve waited months to take our trip. It’s getting hard to get a grip.

Computerized parts seem to me aren’t all they’re cracked up to be. Give me the old fashioned way. When problems were fixed in just one day.

We long for days filled with travel fun. When motorhomes were made to run. When you turned the key and the motor started. And down the road we soon departed.

Though whoa is we, we’re not giving up. In life, sometimes you have bad luck. We’ll keep the faith that the day will come that the part turns up and the thing will run.

As I write this poem, it dawns on me that we’re as blessed as we can be. We have our health and so much more. There’s so much to be grateful for.

Is a trip what’s meant to be? As  my mother said many times to me. We shall see what we shall see. Whatever will be will be.

(The dealership can’t find the part we need to fix the motorhome. It’s a part that is very seldom needed for repairs. If that makes sense. We still have a wee bit of hope.)

In better times
Still on hold. We’re grateful for our puppy dog.

2 thoughts on “Those 70ish girls…Still on hold”

  1. Mary Francis McNinch's avatar Mary Francis McNinch October 20, 2024 / 11:12 am

    We might consider that if we can’t find the part soon. We’re at a loss.

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  2. Unknown's avatar Anonymous October 20, 2024 / 10:44 am

    Nice poem…patience is key here. Maybe you could rent a small motor home and go for a short trip till the part comes and your patience returns stronger. Good luck!

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