Me and my Dad had a "moment in the car on the way home just now. I reminded how I had always loved when I was little to go in the car with him when it was dark and raining. Even if he was going on a stupid arbitrary errand I would jump in the car with him as long as it was night time. I just loved that feeling of being wrapped up in the darkness with the heater going and being protected by someone strong and capable that I knew would always keep the car on the road and always keep me safe. We talked all about the old days before the divorce and, for the first time, about how he felt about me going away to college.
I haven't been this happy in a very very long time.
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aw, i'm so happy for you:) i love those moments
I remember having those moments with my parents when I was younger. I miss them. They were so reassuring and secure.
I appreciate this. I love my dad.
I had the same feeling about the carwash. My brother and I would always curl up in the bottom of the car, where it was even blacker and scarier. It was the best treat in the world.
You saw the brushes coming down on top of the car, you thought that they would hit you, but you also knew that you would be safe. Mom had the wheel, and Mom would protect you.
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