This is an arial view of Hatzic Lake. Right now I am living north if the lake (top of the picture) almost dead center at the base of the first set of mountains. If I can figure out a way to get into Everglades Resort I will be living on the small island at the bottom right of the picture.

The road you see cutting through the bottom of the pic is a major highway that will take you all the way into Vancouver. It would be about an hour’s drive into Vancouver. At Everglades I would be cutting at least 1/2 an hour off my travel time every day.

Right now I have this picture as my wall paper on my phone so I can visualize living there.

I admit that since I allowed Everglades in as an option JC has been on my mind alot again. I will just have to make more memories to take the place of the ones I made with him.

It seems like a whole lifetime ago, I was so excited about our future and within days of moving in my world started to crumble and I started to give up parts of me in hopes of getting “my” JC back.

Maybe that is where I will find those missing pieces, maybe I will find them in the Lost and Found.

Found: one soul, it obviously had been well cared for but it looks like something stomped on it or drove over it, probably when the owner lost it. The owner may claim the soul by writing the lost and found and providing a brief description.

Dear Lost and Found,
I do believe you have my soul. I don’t know how to describe it as its been so long since I saw it I’m not sure I’d recognize it; but I will give it a try.
It’s a pretty big soul, it was stretched out a bit from all the love it had held in its life. There were a few small nick’s in it but really it was in amazing shape for being over 40 yrs old. I remember it was soft and warm and people seemed to really like it. I didn’t mind sharing it and every one I’d ever met had a soul of their own so if I was sharing mine they shared theirs.

That is until I moved to Everglades; that’s when I found out that not all people have a soul of their own and someone stole mine. I fought hard to keep it but he was stronger than me. The fighting over it probably did some major damage come to think of it. There is more than likely bruising and a tear or two. I’m sure I will be able to mend it if I get it back.

Well, that is all I can think of that might identify it. I’m sure I’ll know it when I find it. I really appreciate you hanging on to it all this time and not giving it to just any one.
Please let me know when I can pick it up.
Sincerely Carrie

Dear Carrie, yes I think we have your soul here. You described it almost perfectly. Its here waiting for you so feel free to stop by any time to pick it up. Oh and by the way; I have never met a lost soul before but this one seems really happy that you found it.

5 thoughts on “Lost and Found Soul

  1. ladywithatruck Post author

    Thank you! 🙂 Its time! Oh God I hope its time. Going to my 2nd from last dental appointment today, then a friend is meeting me and we are going to check out the trailer and make sure its as “fixable” as I think and then work on getting a place to park the thing.

    I want to make sure I am not jumping into something that could be a big nightmare: like black mold, or the whole thing falls apart on the road when we try to move it and I end up paying to get rid of it. I used to be terminally optimistic, but I am getting excited; I can’t help it.
    I’ll post pictures and then everyone will for sure think I’m nuts! 15 years ago I would have laughed if some one told me I’d be thrilled to live in this trailer. But I just know I can make it I’ll home!

    Have a great day guys! Thanks for the encouragement!


  2. Tasha

    Its been a while. I hope everyone is well. I read your blog every time my cell phone “beeps” to let me know your still out there for us all. I continue to work from home as “he” has now escalated to pushing me when he gets angry that Im protecting my three small dogs from him. Im afraid to leave them all alone with him for any amount of time.
    Im happy to see you are all well…as I continue my struggle here in Tucson AZ.
    Tasha M


    1. Carrie Reimer Post author

      Tasha, It has been a long time. Still putting up with his crap? sorry to hear that. It sounds like it is getting worse. are you safe? I always worry about people when I don’t hear from them for awhile when they were coming in quite regularly. I am happy to hear you are ok. You know that as long as you are with him you will be struggling, I don’t have to tell you that do I?
      good to see you.



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