I spent 324 days of adventure with you, but now, I have to take that journey with someone else.
I won’t see you and be filled with excitement anymore, but I’ll never forget you.
I won’t be sending any postcards, but the moments we shared will live on forever.
The windows all the way down and the sunroof wide open like a gateway to the sky. Feeling the breeze brush through my hair and my hand reaching out the window, completely free. The limits were truly endless.
Now, those moments have turned into some of the many memories in my head. I wish you could stay a little longer, but you’ve already been replaced.
Subi, even though you were a car, it’s the laughs, stories, cries, and jam sessions that have happened within your four doors that I cherish the most. The people we’ve driven and where we’ve gone are so incredibly special.
From driving to Target for the first time by myself with you to driving and singing music with Elle after a football game we had just won.
And lining up 26 useless—yet meaningful—pieces of plastic on the dash with Juliana. Starting up the engine in the Dollar Tree parking lot, convincing ourselves that we wouldn’t go back in and buy more, but we always did. Now, those small collectibles are sitting in a bag, collecting dust and waiting to be played with once more.
Sliding out of the Target parking lot in the frigid heart of winter right into the front corner of a speeding polar white truck. The man inside was furious like I had awakened a bear from its slumber. But, afterward, turning the music and heat back on, I felt safe.
I won’t be sending any postcards, but the moments we shared will live on forever.
Filling up your entire backseat with shopping bags and random items from a huge shopping day out with Juliana on the second day I had you. Countless trips to stores under five dollars, Crumbl cookies, and the mall of disappointment.
Taking Rowan to the viewing area to watch planes soar over our heads. Playing our guitars in the trunk and serenading the people around us. I’ve seen such beautiful sunsets out of your windows, but now, I’ll be viewing them through someone else’s.
I loved turning the key to start the engine, but now it’s a button.
Even though my aux cord wasn’t perfect, I loved plugging it in. Now, I have a screen.
I love banging on the steering wheel to music, but now, it’s gone silent.
Subi, the time has come to say goodbye. I’ll try to ignore the presence of time creeping up on us as our time diminishes, but it’s coming too rapidly. I knew it was coming because of the issues with the check engine light being on—11 times—but I wasn’t prepared to pull into the garage and see a different car in your place.
I’ll miss you, truly.
Even though our time together has come to an end, every time I see a car like you on the road as I drive by, it brings a smile to my face as I reminisce on the wonderful memories with my blue Subaru.
Love,
Autumn
