It was just a fourteen-year-old Jeep. Yet, when it sold last week, you would have thought I was selling a kidney for the emotion that was stirred up.
Miles of wandering like a nomad when Hurricane Katrina left us homeless.
Miles of traveling back home to take care of a beloved Aunt who became ill unexpectedly.
Miles of horseback riding lessons.
Miles of soccer games.
Miles of tennis lessons.
Miles of hauling tack trunks and saddles.
Miles of road trips.
Miles of who knows what when that old Jeep was turned over to my older daughter at age 16.
Over 153,000 miles of my life was wrapped up in that Old Jeep. What’s the big deal? I’ve sold and traded vehicles without so much as the bat of a lash. Why was this time so different?Read more