I know I am weird. I will admit it. Paul will testify to it, and soon Cael will, too.
Regardless of the question of my sanity, I celebrate my time with my dear car, Spectra. I always have, at decade miles, or even smaller thousands of miles. She and I have a bond, as we have spent much time together, traveling on long and short journeys alike. We have been on a road trip to Tennessee, with my mom and my brother, Tyson. My mom and I traveled up the Pacific Coast, from San Francisco to Seattle, in Spectra. Paul and I took her to San Diego and Las Vegas last summer. Spectra and I have been on numerous trips to the Valley as well. Paul and she have bonded lately with him driving her to Show Low almost daily. Not only is she a very reliable car, but she is also the one I have hung onto the longest. I hope to have her around many more years, dancing around her as she hits more milestones and patting her dashboard as she successfully passes another flashier vehicle going uphill. Last Wednesday, on October 22nd, Spectra's dial turned to 100,000. Woohoo! It was quite the moment, driving back from a dinner in Springerville. I had butterflies the whole time, knowing the time was near for this special moment. When it arrived, right at the Lyman Lake turnoff, I welled up with emotion as I realized the moments that had all built up to this. I pulled over, my mom in the passenger seat as she'd been so many times, Paul behind me in the back seat with Cael, who was sound asleep for the momentous occasion. I ran around this car, this assemblage of metal, and I realized that Spectra is a piece of me. I have cried in her from a broken heart, laughed with friends, sang my favorite songs at the top of my lungs, shared precious time with my mom, drove to Holbrook to meet Paul for the first time, viewed beautiful sights from her windows, received revelations from my Heavenly Father, visited family, and I could go on and on. She holds in her a part of me. That is why I celebrate her miles - because I celebrate the life I have lived. Here's to 100,000 more, Spectra!
I washed and cleaned her, inside and out, for her special day, as well as filling her up with premium gasoline.
2 comments:
What a crack-up! I'd laugh AT you, but I have to laugh WITH you because I did the same thing with one of my cars. Here's to another 100,000 happy memories.
Oh there was much laughing going on. I believe that the car is fuzzy because of the way Jacque was laughing inside of the car. Good thing Cael was asleep. It was fun though and Spectra has been a very good car.
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