To fully appreciate Sally, you have to know how she arrived in my life. The summer after my freshman year, my friend Grace and I spend a month on a missions trip in the Amazon jungle, living extremely, extremely primitively. Maybe I'll blog about that someday, but that's not today's story. Suffice it to say, I had culture shock arriving back in the States. As in Grace and I slept outside on my mom's back deck one of our first nights home because it seemed more normal than sleeping indoors in a bed. We also walked to Kmart (five miles round trip) to develop our pictures. Because the ability to be in a car just was so bizarre. Our lives had been forever changed by that trip, and it was a really, really difficult transition back into our world.
My sweet and generous mom, not knowing what shape I was coming home in, had that brand spanking new Jeep Grand Cherokee sitting in the driveway with a huge red bow on top when we arrived home from the airport. I was so thankful for her amazing gift, but at that moment Sally couldn't have demonstrated a starker contrast between my world and the world I had just left. On top of all that, it ALSO signified me having to give up my absolutely beloved Jeep Wrangler. So Sally and I had a rough beginning.
Luckily, we eventually bonded, and this is what I told Facebook the night we sold her, pictures interjected: "We just sold Sally, the Jeep that's been in my life since my sophomore year at Auburn. She's taken a lot of you on college rode trips, drove Jake and I away from our wedding,
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| In front of our first home |
I cried when they drove her away. But her new owner is... entering her sophomore year of college. May Sally continue to make many memories!
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