This time last year my husband, our pup, and I were living in a tiny little truck bed camper in the middle of NO MAN'S land California. Our energy was powered by a generator that we had to fill with gas every single day, and our heat was powered by propane tanks that were so old we could hardly find a place to get them filled. Thanksgiving was a cold, gloomy, rainy day and we were stuck inside all day. We tried to cook food on our tiny stove, but it was by no means a traditional Thanksgiving. We watched movies almost all day and played with our pup, who was still new to us. I was so heart broken, I could hardly see straight. He held me together when I felt like falling to pieces. I had a lot to be thankful for, I had my health, my husband, I had food, family...you know, all the things we are always used to having. I was still so sad. I wanted to spend the holiday cooking, eating, spending time with the people I love, being comfortabl...
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