In January of 2006, Brian began looking for a new vehicle for us. Living in SD, we needed something with 4-wheel drive, especially with Brian commuting to work every morning. My father-in-law was looking online and found a 1998 Chevy Blazer on e-Bay going for, as Brian would say, “little of nothin’.” We found out the Blazer was selling in Spearfish, less than a mile from our apartment at the time. We drove past it a few times while waiting for the auction to end, and when it was over, we had ourselves a Blazer. Brian put very little work into it (mostly cosmetic stuff) and over the past 2 1/2 years, we’ve put on 30,000 miles. It got us our second Christmas tree, lasted through awful blizzards, and moved us to Pennsylvania. It was technically my first car (I am unlike every other 16 year old in this country who gets their first car with their driver’s license!), and Gunther and I had many wonderful trips in it, normally to the “magic window” at our friend’s coffee shop. It hauled around our goddaughter in her horribly cumbersome carseat; and it got us safely to Wisconsin, North Carolina, and back out to South Dakota. We loved our Blazer.
We have been trying to sell it since September of 2007, but the Lord did not allow it until today. A couple drove from Sioux City, Iowa (7 hours), to look at it, and they ended up leaving with it. As I watched it be driven away by some unfamilar people, I cried. Yes, over a car. It was the last remnant of “home”. It had Brian’s favorite bumpersticker on the back end: “This is your brain (Chevrolet); This is your brain on drugs (Ford)”, which helped me always distinguish it in the parking lot.
I was reminded again today of how things are just that: things. They are all replaceable and even though they hold sentimental value, they do not hold the memories. We do. And it’s time to make new ones- with new homes, new pets, new friends, and new cars.
Thanks for the prayers. Car shopping begins immediately! We still gotta get back to PA now!