(STOP! Don’t read! Turn up the speakers and wait for the music to load. Is the music on? Can you hear it? Good, now you may begin...)
Know this reader, I write these remarks with a trembling hand.
How can I put 7 years of worship into a few unadorned sentences? Remember when we just met, and I shamelessly admitted my love to you? Do you remember the time we went camping and I got you lost? But typical you…(sigh)…sweet typical you. You trusted in me and let me lead you back to safety. Ha! It seems like just yesterday that I talked you into getting that University of Utah tattoo on your back. I talked to you when know one else would listen. You heard me sing my (now broken) heart out. Oh the memories! How can I possibly live without you? I love you, I have from the first day I met you.
And though I no longer hold your key, you will always hold the key to my heart.
Goodbye my Jeep Cherokee. Goodbye my friend.
I’ve laughed in you, I’ve cried in you, I’ve brought home my first born child in you, I’ve even made love in you...a lot...(and it was good. Really good, seriously ask Brynn). But alas, our paths now divide. And now I leave with you the sweet words that have been sung in your belly...
And I'll take with me the memories
To be my sunshine after the rain
It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.
-Boys II Men
3 comments:
TMI Steve, TMI (but I'm glad it was REALLY good)!
So long Cherokee...
Steve, I'm sorry for your loss. And just wanted to let you know that I got a new blog address, you'll want to change it on your "list"
Brynn, COME TO PLAY GROUP or girls night or SOMETHING! We need to meet Calan and see London! We miss you guys.
Happy Birthday!!!
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