A Year of Stevie

It’s been a while, but I had to write up a post to honor Stevie’s “rebirth”day!

A year ago, I drove out to California to pick up my “new” old trailer from Brooke & Brian in Hemet. Coincidentally, it happened to line up perfectly with my birthday, so after a wild night seeking reprieve from Airbnb struggles and about 3 hours of sleep, I woke up with the sun and drove straight to pick up my baby!

My favorite place.

And what a year it has been since then. It may have been a decision made on a pipe dream, but seeking out the perfect trailer and making it mine has been so good for my soul, in so many ways.

My decision to buy a vintage trailer started out as nothing more than a quarter-life crisis. After getting married at the young age of 23 and quickly seeing it crumble before my very eyes by the time I was 26, I was feeling really lost. We had owned cars, homes, and dogs. We shared everything. When it ended, I was renting a small crappy apartment, and craving something that was mine, and mine alone. I wanted my independence, freedom, and a vehicle to chase my dreams.

So, my 27th year was going to be my year. 0P3A7246The year I started over and could become my own person again. It meant so much to me that I could pick up the trailer on my actual birthday – it was perfectly symbolic of this new year (and huge change) ahead of me. The road has not been easy. It has been messy, confusing, and scary. There have been moments when I could almost feel myself crack open and begin to heal again; moments when I cried for hours or just stared into space, no idea who I am or where I’m going in this life. But when I take these trips, short or long, and look in my rearview mirror to see Stevie bouncing happily along behind me, I remember that it’s only the beginning of this brand new life, and the horizons in front of me are vast, endless and unexplored (by me at least).

A year of wild journeys later, Stevie is resting quietly in the backyard of my new home, which we’re still getting comfortable in. She’s more of a “weekend warrior” at this stage, but I hope to be able to take her out on more long trips like the Revival Tour soon. PTO (or lack thereof) is forever my enemy, haha!

But until the next grand adventure, enjoy this slideshow of Stevie’s finest moments!

Crossing Bixby Bridge in Big Sur.


Sunset in Mt. Shasta.


Feeling small under the towering Redwoods


Falling asleep to the sound of waves on the Lost Coast.


Daytrips in the desert.


Independence Day in my hometown.


Basking in the Red Rocks of Sedona. (and covered with a tarp due to the absolutely TORRENTIAL rain the night before!)


Lost Dutchman State Park.



Cooling off at Christopher Creek.

As you can tell, in one short year my girl has taken me on quite the long string of adventures! I’m pretty sure in one year I’ve probably taken her farther than she went in her 64 years BL (Before Lisa). And, we’re just getting started. Thank you, Stevie, for helping bring my dreams to life and giving me a home no matter where I may be.











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