When Teresa was a young'un, we bought her this little car at Sun Cyclery on 7th Street. I was so excited about it. It was so cute and Rhondi and I thought it was going to be her favorite thing. We put cute stickers all over it and it just seemed like about the best present we could give her.
I don't remember if it was for her birthday or Christmas, but it was special. She loved it, too, at first. What we learned, though, was that it was very heavy and difficult for a little person to maneuver. It wasn't long before it was relegated to living in the shed in our backyard. Eventually, the steering wheel came off and was probably thrown away or got mixed up in something and was lost forever.
I made the executive decision a few weeks ago to put it out in the alley for bulk trash pick up. It hurt a lot because it felt like I was letting go of that cute little person that I love so much. They are going to be 17 this year and are really growing into being a fine and amazing person. I'm am so proud of Teresa and no little pink hunk of metal is going to make that any stronger.
Letting go of the past is a good thing.
Great advice for a new year!
Thank you Tom!