I had a car that I loved. It was 9 years old and I took good care of it. She was the place I could go and just be alone. Then I lent her to my future daughter-in-law and she had a small accident. At least we thought it was small. Then insurance had the body shop take a look at it and the car ended up being not worth fixing in their eyes and so they totaled it out. My baby that I had kept up fine maintenance on since it was new was gone. All I had was a small check to replace her. My wife and I looked at a bunch of cars but none were close to what I had. Then I went to work and my wife went car shopping. She bought me the same model of car, 3 years older. There were some little things wrong with the car so on my day off I took it to the shop where they’re always good and fair with me. There were a lot more than a couple of things wrong with it. When all was said and done it cost me $2300 to make it safe. They did tell me that now I have a car that can go for years. Even so, it was a bitter pill to swallow. Now I have to get used to my new car. It shouldn’t take too long but every little difference makes me miss my old car more.
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