I remember the excitement I always had when my father bought a new car. Given the limited amount of time I had with him, there were just a few memories of this. I remember the enthusiasm, the emotions, the childlike wonder....
This week, I created that memory with my son. I took him along when buying a new car and I felt so proud. I could see the excitement in his eyes and I went along with his endless questions and comments on each and every thing. HE choose the car, HE decided...that was what was so important to him and I am so glad he got to experience this. I hope he cherishes this memory like I have for all these years.
There was something missing though. My mother was always so excited to know about any new car I got. She would always ask me for a picture, even one off the internet before it got delivered so she could see it. I did have a dream of her that night, I saw her in the new car as we were driving near our old house. I woke up teared up but smiling.
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