Last April, just before his college graduation, my son’s little red Honda Civic gave up the ghost. It was sad. I had a lot of prayer invested in that little car. After graduation practice we went to the garage where it was parked to clean it out. I confess to being just a little teary. Eventually, I realized just what this loss would mean for me. Matt had already applied for and been accepted to an internship program for this year. He would need a car, but his financial situation would not be conducive to buying one. I would need to let him use mine.
This car was the first one I have ever owned. It came to me as a little unexpected miracle in a couple of years ago and I have loved my little green Honda Accord. Never, ever have I taken it for granted. I appreciated the independence and flexibility it gave me, but I’m a mom. I could do without a car. Matt could not. Boy gets car.
This means that my husband drops me off at work. I managed to find the bright side of the situation. It’s been nice to have a little time with George in the mornings. Besides, there’s been a lot of construction work on the parking lot at school this year along with confusion and problems with parking. Clearly, this was a good year not to have a car.
It’s harder to find the bright side of getting home. George works later so I have had to spend quite a bit more time at school than I usually do. Even this has not been terrible. I’ve stayed up to date with my grading and preparation most of the year and that means I don’t have to bring much work home. Also, I have a good friend who was often willing to take me home occasionally and I enjoyed some quiet time with her. Still, there are days when I would like to go home and can’t. I especially like to leave a little early when it is nice weather and I think maybe I could get in a little walk or even a run in the fresh air. Evening activities can also be a problem and our off days don’t always match up, so I do miss my car.
Imagine my delight, then, when my phone rang early last week as I was grading papers after school and my mother told me that she and my father had decided to buy me a car! Not only were they buying me a car, they were buying me my current dream car. I say current because for years I wanted a Mini Cooper. I even bought myself a toy one on my first trip to Italy. However, I’ve gotten more practical as I age and I when I found out how expensive used Minis (the only kind I would ever be able to buy) are to keep on the road, I began to change my mind. I noted other small cars and though I’m not crazy about the alien green color of so many of them, I have come to love the KIA Soul. My parents called from a KIA dealership.