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The other day, M was eating a banana with Hubby.  Hubby had to tend to something, so he put the rest of the banana in the kitchen counter and told her that if she wanted more she could ask me and I would help her.

About 15 minutes later, we notice that M was holding on to her banana and just eating away..

She grabbed the banana herself and just continued eating it.. like a big girl.

I lost it.  I started crying.  It’s definitely not “hormones” in the sense that you are all thinking.. no I’m not pregnant.  I’m just so super sentimental.

Sometimes I forget how independent M can be at almost two and a half years old.  I forget that she doesn’t need me for every little thing anymore.  She’s learning how to fend for herself and she’s learning how to be independent.  It’s part of her growing process and I should be so happy for her development.  She’s grown so much in these past two and a half years, from being completely helpless to grabbing her own bananas off the kitchen counter.

Yes.  I cried.  I cried tears of happiness, nostalgia, and love.  Those are what I call the tears of a mom..

Growing up, we had a Chevrolet Celebrity (it was called something like that)  station wagon.  It was a tannish color.  It took us everywhere.

I remember being piled in there with a whole bunch of cousins while we took trips to various places.

It had one of those seats that faced the back, and I remember sitting in those seats on the long drive to San Francisco as a kid with my cousin.  We made so many friends with drivers along the way there.  That was fun.

I also remember piling in there with cousins as they all learned how to drive in that car.  We’d go to the local empty parking lot, and have fun as a cousin tried desperately to learn how to park amidst the screaming of kids and other cousins.

I remember sleeping in the back seat as my mom would go and pick up my dad from work at night when his truck would break down in the parking lot.

I remember sitting on the back edge of the station wagon as my very first boyfriend asked me to be his girlfriend one halloween night in 1996. 

I remember re-enacting that scene one year later for our one year anniversary.

So many memories.  We had that car from the time we moved into the house in 1984.  So many years.. so many memories.

After awhile it became my dad’s vehicle to work.  The air conditioning stopped working, the front drivers door stopped working, and my dad had to go through the passengers side to open the door. 

My high school graduation tassel hung from the rear view mirror after I graduated from high school.  My dad hung it there proudly. 

The station wagon is leaving the family tomorrow.  It’s going to be donated and the money will go to a cancer foundation. 

Over the years we have acquired so many cars, and we have come a long way since that old station wagon. 

I can look back and see how our house and our lives were when all we had was that one car.. how we handled life and how much we have grown in that house and as a family and how far we’ve moved on from the ‘station wagon’ days.

I’m sad to see it go.  It’s got so much sentimental value in our lives, but I know it’s due time and the cause is very good.

I’ll miss the old station wagon.. always there to show us where we came from and what we’ve accomplished.. but we’ve got the memories deeply implanted inside our minds and our hearts.

You served us well, “Britty..”


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