The empty garage spot still surprises me. A reminder of the instant that it all changed.
It’s funny how sad we all are over the loss of a car.
Such an American thing no? To be so attached to a vehicle.
They’re more then vehicles though aren’t they? The become part of the family. Our car had been with us for over 10 years. Three houses, three children, countless jobs and adventures and that was the constant still in our lives.
Always there to take us where we needed to go and to fill our lives with a sense of adventure.
I will never forget coming home from work in my new car. Top down, radio loud wind whipping my hair all over the place. You always felt like a celebrity in that car. In the Midwest convertibles still aren't all that common, with the limited seasons we can drive it in.
Oh and the kids.
The kids loved that car. Always asking to have the “top up” which really meant down, or off, so they could feel the wind too They’re friends would ask for rides and then cry when they had to get out.
But one instant left us with an empty garage, which is better than empty arms, but still a little sad none the less.