May 14, 2018

It took me 3 years, but I was finally able to part with my late husband’s car. It did and did not feel good to trade it in and I sobbed while sitting in front of the Carmax salesman…oh well. I remember really good and horrific times that were made in his car. It’s hard to choose one feeling. I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold onto it forever, plus he tried to kill himself in it 4 months prior to his suicide. Even though his car is gone, I will never forget that night. It’s burned into my memory. Still moving forward…sometimes backwards..but that’s ok…such a journey

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