Goodbye, old friend

Today we sold my Beetle. I no longer have a Beetle--or a baby, as the baby is five years old now. My Beetle was the first car I bought. It took me to my first adult job. It carried my husband and me away from our wedding to start our honeymoon and a new life together, and returned us home to our first house. It toted our son Henry for his first years, from when he was a baby and I started this blog, to now, when he's grown into a little boy. 114,000 miles later, all I can say is thanks for the memories, old friend. I'll miss you.