My life currently

I suppose I should start the story with my life currently and go back from there. I live in a school bus with my 7 dogs and 2 cats, out in the presert, also known as the high desert. Presert equals prairie desert. I haul my own water. My source of power is solar, and my heat is wood burning stove, and cooking and back up heat is propane. I have been a widow for almost 5 years. I have a strange and beautiful view from my front windshield. I listen to the wind and coyotes at night. My dogs like to yell at both. Sometimes I can hear the freeway and the railroad, when the wind stops or blows in the right direction. I can see the lights on the freeway and of the faraway town. I've found peace in this place, and healing in the quiet. I can see every light in the sky. And the moon lights up everything. The sunrises and sunsets are the most amazing I've ever seen in my many years! Sunsets seem to take forever,  kind of like on the ocean, I'm told. I've never been handy or rugged. I've never really camped. I've been here 3 years and I can't remember why I ever lived another way. I have come to the conclusion that all humans need to have space. Solitude, independence, bravery, and freedom. A place to hear one's own voice. Somewhere to find out who we are without the roles we play, our labels, the input of others. This place has given me the distance I need to grow and heal, and to find who I am. Ceeeeej

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