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Here I Go Again

This morning, or middle of the night, finds me on an interstate.  Heading to training to expand my income options.

The one radio station I can get  was playing the song "here I go again on my own." While this song is about love, it fits

my husband and my current journey.   I feel very comfortable on the interstate with my trucker friends  right now as

the road still leads me with its promise of freedom and independence.  Hope.

I get the drive of the pioneers who drove across the middle of nowhere to seek new lives and the pilgrims crossing

the ocean for religious freedom.  An ache in my heart fuels my exploration!

See you...on the road!

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