~:[CH4 - Day 200]:~ It's Too Late [RESPONSE REQUESTED]
Sometimes in life, you simply try to zip through it and you fail to appreciate all the wonderful things in your life. My van was one of them. Just out of college, I traded in my Honda Accord for an Odyssey, a move that many considered social suicide, but I saw as an investment and boy did I get a return on that investment. Yesterday, as I sat in the parking lot at school, I got a bit emotional at the thought that I would be parting ways with something so loyal and such a big part of my life. It made me thing how often, we don't appreciate those who do the most in our lives until it's too late and this was one of those moments. As I spent almost the entire day with my car (about 20-21 hours if you include just past midnight), I kept thinking about all the good times that I had with it and the memories. As strange as it was, I was never really excited to get a new car, other than the piece of mind that it was going to be reliable, however, my car was super reliable. With almost no engine issues, it was weird how emotional it was to drive away from the dealership, seeing my car sitting there in the lot. as I saw it for the very last time. However, maybe it wasn't just me. When I ran into Boulos yesterday at Ralph's and I told him my car was going to be gone, he asked to go check out the car one last time. So, to my baby, as much as I will enjoy the features of my new car, You will always be the first car that I owned from the very start. The car that took me to Mammoth, San Diego, Santa Barbara, Vegas, San Francisco and more. It was a place where I could blast my music on roadtrips, watch movies as I lounged in the back, take to fancy dinner places as people wondered why in a mini van. You took the well dressed as well as the sweaty. I don't know, there is so much to say, that I don't even have the words and yes, sadly, this ode is to my Odyssey. I guess my advice to you all is to simply appreciate the time you have to those special to you and while I used a material possession as that memories, this post is not about the van as much as it is in the memories that it fostered. What is your favorite memory of my van? I would appreciate it if you could reply below!