Wednesday, September 05, 2012

It's Not About the Car


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Him: "Every time I see one of these Corolla commercials I feel bad about totaling your car."

Me: "You shouldn't feel bad. It was a blessing in disguise. I don't know how we would have made the payments after I lost my job.

And anyway, it's not about the car...."

The tears start rolling down my face and choke me as I try to articulate my thoughts. When the tears wouldn't stop, and he reaches out for me.

I bought that car brand new shortly after I started my dream job as a lawyer. It symbolized independence and that I'd achieved enough, finally, to be in a position to provide for our family and buy something like a modest brand new car. Probably not a big deal to some people, those who drive BMWs and such, but it was a big deal to me. I was proud.

Crying while I watched the tow truck drag my first brand new car through the ditch and flip it upright wasn't about the car. It was about what the car symbolized and what I lost. And it still is.

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