As can be seen in yesterday’s post, my beloved Corolla is no more. It has met a tragic end of a beautiful life. As I write this, my neck aches because it is the night of the wreck.
I have had just a short time to reflect on the events of today and of the loss of my beloved Corolla. It is so silly how much that car meant to me. It was a transitional car. A car bought when I was just 22. A very young and stupid 22. The number of events that have happened in those years is crazy. The amount of my life that was spent in that car. The trips made in it. The tears shed. The laughs laughed. That car has a ton of memories for me. It embodied who I was for so long.
My feelings, yes I know. Silly. Just Silly.
To me, I buy cars to last me their entire lifetime. I wait until their wheels fall off….or in this instance, their hoods. I plan to spend years as the owner of my new car. Years that are sure to hold so many splendid memories. Years that have been contemplated in detail throughout the decision to buy this certain car.
I cannot wait to see how far the new car goes. To the future 8 years. What those will incorporate. The things I will experience in that vehicle. My smile right now is so big it hurts.
How excited I am. Excited for the years ahead. The future I am building with Not Craig.
Closing the door (but not the hood…which is impossible to close) on my past. Opening the door (and the sunroof) to my future.
Oh, what a bright future this is turning out to be.
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2 comments:
You will have fun creating lots of lovely new memories.
I see juice spills and crumbs in this cars future that is if you can avoid totaling it... ;)
You were right this is a sweet little something!!
You guys must have been talking about what car to get next in detail long before the accident.
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