There Are No Rules For Saying Goodbye

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This old gal…

Blubbered like a baby…at the auto dealership…Old Blue…had enough left in him…to limp home…bringing his heartbroken mother…with him…don’t know why it hurt so…to let go…maybe…because for 12 years…Old Blue…was the trusty steed…that ensured those ladies of mine…didn’t miss one…grand adventure…

Or maybe…it’s because…this old gal…panics with change…knows Old Blue like the back of her hand…what works …what doesn’t…likes how the seat…has mushed…into the shape…of her butt…or maybe…the fact that cocky me…boasted…about getting some things paid off…and maybe being able to save up a little each month…cursed Old Blue…with her braggery…

But sadly…you can’t change fate…when it’s over…it’s over…walking away…new keys in hand…this old gal…felt like she did…when leaving those daughters of hers…at college…only they weren’t destined…for the scrap heap…

Have to admit…blubbery me…is kind of embarrassed…will probably be the joke at the next auto dealership Christmas party…remember that one old gal…bawled like a baby trading in her old junk heap for something nicer…what the heck…har-de-har…bahahah…

But whatever…no one ever said…there were rules..for moving on…letting go…saying a final…good-bye…
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And this husband of mine…agrees…