I know its silly to be so emotional about a car, but as Monroe and I went to clean my stuff from it yesterday tears were streaming down my face. I have SO many happy memories in that car. It was the car I got when I turned 16, and felt oh so super cool in my fully loaded Passat. It was the car that Brother and I drove to school in every day my senior year and his freshman year. It was the car that took me to college, and had many adventures in Tennessee. It was the car that drove me to visit Monroe in Charleston and Clemson. It was the car that took us on our honeymoon, and drove us all the way from South Carolina to Dallas to start our life together as husband and wife.
|Kissing her goodby! (ps.that is not a fat roll on my arm its a bandage from the doctor :o) thanks mom)|