Mourning the death of my Jeep Cherokee Part 1
I got the call one week ago at my desk at work. The phone rang and the receptionist said, " Laura, line one, it is an emergency, please pick up." " Hi Laura, Divine Love is gone." On the other end of the phone was my twin sister, Linda. We nick named our car divine love since the license plate was dvl. " No way I said, It cannot be?" I was at work feeling stressed out since my Jeep Cherokee had stalled on me twice in three days. Towing bills, a bill to fix my car, a rental car and now I find out it is gone, on it's way to car heaven.
As I sat at my desk I just sobbed. I can't believe I am crying about my car, but this car had been like a friend to me. I sat there thinking about all the family memories in my old Jeep Cherokee. It was a 1997 Jeep that had been through part of my marriage, divorce and now with me seven years after the divorce. Wow, what a friend it had been. It had taken me through the hardest times of my life and I counted on it. Bringing kids to play dates, school, concerts, sports, and even our cabin up north. We loved our Divine Love. Every time a guy would see it, they would tell me what a beast it was. The worst of snow storms it could plow through like nothing was stopping it.
This Jeep has been with me since my kids were three and four years old. Now my babies are 13 and 14 years old. I know in the past four years I was putting a lot of money into the old car, but I still loved it and will send it to car heaven with blessings. I know this sounds odd, but the car died just when I could actually afford another car and not a moment too soon. I had this car paid off back in 02, so every year I just thanked God it was still going.
Just one week before it died for good, I had driven to a very dangerous part of town. It was -20 below and my sister was so worried I might have car trouble since lately the car was making a weird sputtering noise. I told Linda not to worry as I knew my Jeep would get me there and home safe. It did get me home safe and sound. For everything there is a season.
To my dear divine love, you were a blessing to me and my family. we will miss you.
© Laura Rogers Arne