Today I am thankful for my car. I know it sounds a bit materialistic, but I truly love it (and that’s an understatement!) I have always loved cars since I was a little girl. I’ve had a dream car since I can remember. My love of cars started early because my father used to subscribe to car magazines, and even at the tender age of 5, I was already perusing them! That passion for cars hasn’t really died down, it’s just gotten stronger. As a matter of fact, it’s a bit different now because I have a certain appreciation for the articles since I’m an adult now and can understand them better! I am still working on getting my dream car, which I don’t think I will be fortunate enough to realize until I’m MUCH MUCH older.
The biggest reason I am thankful for my car is because it gets me from ‘Point A’ to ‘Point B’. Without it, I would truly be paralyzed in the sense of not being able to just pick up and go. Geographically, I live in a place where cars are an absolute necessity. The suburbs often dictate the need for a car just to go to a store. Don’t get me wrong, there is public transportation, but it runs quite differently from the public transportation system in an urban place. I grew up in an urban place, and buses and trains ran (and still do) on a regular schedule. My car is integral to me getting to work so I can pay for the car – how ironic: I need the car to get to work to pay for the car.
Although I haven’t taken it on THAT many road trips, I am thankful because I know the ride would be comfortable. I feel like I could practically LIVE in my car! Trips would probably be fun in my little fun mobile. Before a trip, I would make sure that all the fluids are topped off and everything else is checked just to make sure nothing goes wrong while I’m on the road.
I feel lost without my car and severely restricted. Right now, my car is under repair from my recent accident. My car getting hit felt as if an extension of me was hurt. Thankfully I’m ok physically, but mentally and emotionally I am still a bit rattled. Speaking with some of the patients I work with, a lot of them express some depression over not being able to drive anymore because it takes away their sense of freedom. It’s amazing how you don’t realize how important it is until it’s gone!
So what do YOU drive? Is it your dream car? I’d love to hear your stories!
XOXOXOXO,
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