Over the past ten months, I have enjoyed a camping trip about once a month. Each time I head out of my driveway in my truck pulling the camper, with Faith in the back seat, I am amazed. How in the world can I be doing this again?

When I bought my first camper, I imagined I would do the camping thing for three or four years, surely no more than five, and then likely be ‘too old’. Yet, here I am still doing it at the age of seventy-three. And I know other women my age who are also seasoned girl...