Happy birthday to my Brilliant Red FIAT, LOOCIL!

She says turning 8 is GREAT and that it still makes her blush when she’s told she looks new.

Since today’s celebration is about a car, I thought for today’s blog I would share with you a post I wrote on Facebook back in 2015 about LOOCIL’s predecessor.

” My Black Friend, Jetta…

It is only right that I write about you, for I am a sentimental fool.

It came as a surprise, how wistful I became of the eight years we had shared together, as the time drew nearer for our parting.

I remembered the times you took me to Urgent Care for my stupid UTIs and I think it was you we took on our second trip as a married couple to Louisiana. Moses, my favorite dog, was an only child at the time so he was with us. It was his last road trip.

I bought you your first car seat. It was for my nephew, Josiah. Can you believe he is nine, now? Now Nathan uses it.

Such sweet memories of my nieces and nephews being with me as you drove us around, even when we acted like wild animals!

And so, it is true. Parting is, such sweet sorrow.

It was all I could do to not cry as I took you to our favorite car wash on Ina Road near the freeway one last time.

Then it was off to church. I played Elvis Presley’s gospel CD, He Touched Me for the both of us, for one last hurrah. You did tell me he was your favorite male vocalist too, right?

After church, Shawn and I dropped you off at the car dealership.

I closed your door and locked you for the last time and walked away.

I thought about turning around to look at you one last time but then I remembered Lot’s wife. ”

~missy salcido wead