Saying Good-Bye to My First Car

I was 18 when I bought my first car; it was from my youth pastor and his wife. A 2005, gently used, red Saturn Vue. When they sold me the car, he expressed a little sadness over letting it go. I honestly thought it was a little silly. Why get emotional over a car? That seems kinda materialistic, I thought. (I'm learning as I get older just how bratty I can be).

Well now that it's time for me to move on from the Saturn, I am finding myself being sentimental over it. I've had this car through the hardest seasons of my life. This car has seen me through:

• Starting junior college 
• Moving outside of Texas for the first time in my life (only to return 2 months later!)
• Getting married
• Finding a new home church for the first time since I was 9 years old
• Graduating junior college
• Moving homes 4 different times (5 different houses/apartments)
• Starting Bible college
• Having my first born son
• Graduating Bible college
• Having my second born son
• Changing and losing multiple jobs (having been employed at 7 different places! Geez...but I can honestly say I did not leave any of them on bad terms- and am now blessed to have a position working from home)
• And probably much more that I will remember right after posting this!

So in all my seasons of change, this car has been a constant.

This car was also the first major purchase I ever made. I paid it off myself (well, I suppose my husband helped with that after we got married 😉). This was the first big item with my name to it (although my mom did graciously cosign so I would qualify for the loan 😝). 

So here is my reluctant fair-well to my first car.