Friday, January 11, 2013

Farewell to a Good Girl

I will always have my dad to thank for bringing us together my junior year of high school.

It all started with trips to and from school everyday.

A couple of times you helped me drop packages on boys' doorsteps asking them to school dances.

We stayed out of trouble on the weekends having lots of fun.

There are moments that I have shared with you and no one else.

We got to go to college together and I remember driving on campus the first day, nervous but excited.

You came with me when I went to tell that boy that it really was all over, and you were waiting for me when I came out.

And you were there the night I pulled over in rainstorm, certain that no one else could hear, and screamed at the top of my lungs in utter desperation to have my life as I knew it back during a particularly difficult battle with depression.

My relationship with God grew as we took early morning trips to the Bountiful temple and I would ponder my relationship with Him on the way home.

You were there the first time Danilo kissed me (the first time in my life I truly saw fireworks).
You overheard our conversations as we discussed what kind of future we wanted to have together.

My getting married didn't change anything between us.
While Danilo* wasn't sold at first, it didn't take long for him to appreciate you as much as I did.

We went to internships and job interviews
and together to my first day teaching school.

A couple of years later when Gracie joined us, you were familiar to her too.
We never went to the grocery store or story time without you. 

You lived with us everywhere we lived, your accommodations were better at some places than others.

Last Saturday you drove away.

Happily I know it's to a good home.
He might not listen to country music or enjoy Josh Groban
but he goes to the same high school I did,
so in some ways you're going right back to where we started.

You were loyal and true and will always occupy a special place in my heart.
I will always feel a certain camaraderie with anybody who drives by in a Geo Prizm
because we most likely have a similar appreciation for what a dang good car they are.  
Thanks for the memories sweetheart.
I love you.

(Sorry so sappy. I really care about this car.)

*Danilo had a harder time letting the Geo go than I did. "Can't we just keep it?" He is proud when he tells people that changing the clutch was the only major repair we made on her in the 6 1/2 years we've been married.


Renae said...

Ha! Love this!

Janeen said...

And I agree, those Geos are good little cars, aren't they? (Our family had one too when I was a teenager.) Happy for you and your expanding family, even if it means you had to say a goodbye.