“I did not think I would be this emotional over a car.” - Me.
Jamie and I are in our final week of the life we built for ourselves in California. When we moved from Pennsylvania all the way to Santa Monica we thought we were adults, but now I realize that we still had a lot to learn. This time around moving is more stressful than before. Our apartment is the place that protected us, was our roof and the constant when everything was falling apart around us. It is becoming surreal as we pack up boxes and take down the memories we put up on the walls.
This week I sold my car that I have had for 1/3 of my life. That car and I have been up and down both North American coasts and across the country. It was my home for a night when I moved out of my mom's house, and it was the car that took Jamie and me on our first date. Ole Trusty took me to countless band practices and shows. She was one of the most consistent things in my life as I went through adolescence and was a luxury I never took for granted. I have made many memories in the car, and I hope she is now making another family just as happy as she made me.
As we get up this morning, we may take one of our last trips together to the beach and possibly our last trip up the PCH to grab some Neptune’s Net. We can always come back, but you never realize how many routines you have or how some things we took for granted that were at our fingertips. I could not be more excited to start the next chapter in our lives together and take Nashville by the horns to see what she has to offer.
But for now…I am savoring every moment I have left in CA.