I bought my very first car this week, I mean like, paid for my very first car. Dads are great people! Anyway, as fun it is to get a new set of wheels (and it is quite exciting!), there is something difficult for me about selling the old one.
I drove my old blue Taurus into the car wash to soap her down one last time (hopefully) before some new owner takes her away. I thought about all of the memories that happened in and around that car... Three years at college, carting friends around town. Road trips. Camping trips. Great stories. Hilarious jokes. She's brought me to and from work many times. Taken me to camp. Got a few of my tears in her seats (Don't tell the new owner!). She was lent out to friends and family during my time in Europe. I've eaten a lot of meals inside. The cup holder knows my Dr. Pepper can well. Inspiring sermons. Housed my closet one summer.
Goodness, I'm just so thankful for her! We've held hands and went through life together for 6 years!
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| Holding hands with my dear old friend |
And by now, you all are thinking ... Jaime, it's a CAR! Geez! But part of my life is trapped in that car. It will be forever. Those were good times.
I'm still getting to know my new car. The way it shifts, takes curves, and the cruise. I know I'm going to love her someday too. I'm excited at all of the new adventures we'll have, but right now, she's like the new college roommate who you don't know and you can't figure out why your old one had to transfer upstate! I know we'll be best friends by November though... after I've spilled ketchup on the leather seats a couple times ...
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| Making the introductions |
Here's to more good times...
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