No, I didn’t get a car lol. This is about something a little different – I just didn’t want a depressing title for this entry.
When you get exciting news like this from someone you love, your first instinct is to share it with someone that also knows the person, right? You don’t go and tell strangers that your nephew got his first car. I mean, they may be excited but at the same time, people get cars all the time. It matters more when people know the story about your family and better yet, know your family.
So as you guessed it, my nephew got his first car lol. I’m super excited for him because I remember that feeling. The feeling of freedom when you waited SO long for that freedom. Being able to go anywhere you want, pick up your friends, go out for a Sonic drink, go to a party, or maybe even get into a little bit of trouble (c’mon you all know how that goes).
Tonight when I got this news, I thought of some people to share it with – but aside from other family members that already know this news, I thought of my ex. The man I shared 15 years of my life with – and honestly if my nephew is of driving age now, also knew him as he grew up. I decided to send the text with an exciting message, and immediately thought to myself – does he even care about this? Is he just going to roll his eyes and think, why in the world are you sharing this with me? Is the message going to be an annoyance?
As I expected, he had a very kind reply. It just feels weird…and yes, I got emotional about this silly exchange.