The first glimpse we had of her was in a photograph. It was enough to entice us to drive the two and a half hours for a personal meeting. At that point, we didn’t even know her name.
The attraction I felt was immediate but my husband didn’t feel the same connection so we left her behind. Two weeks later, we hadn’t been able to get her out of our minds, so made a return trip.
After spending a little more time together, a decision was made for 21-year-old Vanessa to come home with us.
Since we had two vehicles, Brian and I each took turns riding with Vanessa. This gave us each some time to get to know her better.
Over the winter, nothing much changed with our relationship. It was rather distant and formal.
As the weather warmed, so did our feelings about Vanessa. We started to spend more time together and the three of us even took a couple of weekend trips.
We appreciated all she had to offer and our admiration grew. This relationship was going to work out even better than we had hoped. Even our grandchildren grew to love her.
Friends are envious of the adventures we have planned with the accommodating 21-year-old named Vanessa.
My husband and I agree that the decision to bring her home with us was one of the best we’ve made. I am excited to see what the future holds as we spend time with Vanessa, our Pleasure Way Van.
Did that last sentence surprise you? What was your perception as you read the story? Did you form judgments before having all the facts?
The simple story of our camper van, that came with the name Vanessa written on the side, reminds me how often I have formed an inaccurate opinion before I know the whole story.
So, let’s make a deal, I won’t judge you if you don’t judge me.