Fuel for Thought

Something Personal

By Jenny Marcu
Posted Jun 30th 2011 3:44PM

     Recently it had been said "I don't understand why Jenny gave up everything that she had to go be a truck driver." Growing up we weren't rich, my dad was an expediter, and my mom worked in an office, but I always had everything that I ever needed, and pretty much anything that I wanted. I didn't wear fancy $80 jeans, but that was by my choice. If I had wanted them I am sure I could have had them. My parents had bought me a car for Christmas after I turned 16. It wasn't a fancy car, it was 10 years old. I got it so my mom didn't have to take off from work to take me to work, after I got out of school. I had a job every day of my life from the time that I was 15 until I was 23. At that time I was living the life of a typical 23 year old. I was attending college, going shopping a few times a week, getting my nails done, go the the bar and having fun.

In March of 2008 my parents met Nick, and set us up together. We pretty much fell in love the moment we met. Three months later, in June, I lost the temporary job that I had at a Ford dealership. He offered for me to come out on a two week vacation with him to clear my head, and then come home and look for a normal job. As the two week mark approached, and we made it back home, I was heartbroken. I knew that if I wasn't with him, our relationship probably wouldn't last, and I truly loved him. I was ecstatic when he asked if I would come out with him, and just ride for the first few months until I got my cdl and was comfortable driving cross country.

I was instantly judged by family and friends. I was giving up my college education to go be a truck driver. Yes, I was, but to be honest, I don't want to go work a borning 9-5 job, where I have to have someone telling me what to do all of the time. I have learned so much being out here, and experienced so many things that a normal person doesnt get to experience. I have gotten to learn things by seeing them, versus trying to learn them from a book. I gave up having a permanent home, but whose house gets to travel with them everywhere they go? I have gotten to wake up to the stars in the Arizona desert, and the most gorgeous sunrises a person could ever see. I don't get my own bathroom, but I gladly make due with what I have. I gave up the luxuries of being a 20 something. After a month or so the girl friends stopped calling, because I wasn't there to go shopping, or to the bar. But I have gained more than I could ever explain. I still get to go do pretty much anything that I want. I get to have most anything that I want. I honestly, really have it great. I have a wonderful husband who takes great care of me, as do I for him. I gave up the things I did because I loved him and that's what I wanted to do. So judge me all you want, but I am happy.

Jenny Marcu

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