On April 26, 2018, I said “goodbye” to my first car, a 2001 Chevy Cavalier. My first car was quite a special one. Regardless of how beaten up it was, it was a part of my journey throughout high school and throughout university. That car took me places I’ve never been before. That car was a part of countless carpool jams…. countless late nights at Crescent Heights… countless heartbreaks…. countless memories that I will never, ever forget.
My first car was passed on to me by my step-dad, Steve. It was pretty much his first car too. Remarkably, that car lasted in our family for a complete 17 years without ever failing us. It’s been through a lot with me. In high school, unlike many kids my age, my first car gave me freedom. Being able to drive a car at the age of 16 was a privilege. Ever since I got my learners, that car was pretty much with me everyday and everywhere I went. That car has seen some crazy and wild things, been through my highs and lows, and through all the stumbles and falls… it’s been a good old friend…
I remember driving my friends to parties and clubs in my Cavalier. I remember late nights of just sitting in that car, talking about dreams and fears with my dearest friends. I remember driving cold winters to school… driving my family around… driving myself around… My Cavalier was a beast… literally.
As time kept rolling, my Cavalier started to weaken. The brakes needed work and its windshield wipers was pretty much broken. (Most of my friends literally witnessed me physically pouring out washer fluid on to the windshield just because my car wouldn’t spray it out – this has become an inside joke between all my friends and I… and this is a perfect example of my car’s dysfunctions… it was a struggle).
And so, like most chapters in a book, my Cavalier’s chapter came to an end. As my brakes came too unbearable and too scary to drive, we had to let it go and replace it with something new… (don’t worry, the Cavalier is still in our family’s hands!!! Just with a different driver/owner, fixed brakes, fixed engine, and fixed windshield wipers – this blogpost is seriously just for the dramatics of showing off my new car)
Here are pics and videos to commemorate my old, 2001 Chevy Cavalier:
AND NOW, I INTRODUCE TO YOU, MY NEW CAR!!!!!
This is the 2017 Honda Civic Coupe, Touring.
This car is quite a beauty. It comes with leather seats, wireless charging, custom rims and tires, and my favorite part… it has a huge compartment inside!!! I can literally fit a bag of chips beside me while driving and still feel comfortable. Not to mention, the all black paint job and rims that totally makes the car look sexier!
I also picked a coupe over a four-door car, simply because this car is my, “I’m not having babies until I’m 30 car“. I wanted to get a car for me, and Jason ONLY. To me, the idea of having a four-door car screamed, “kids” and “carpool”… 2 words I don’t want to deal with for the time being. The coupe seemed more like an appropriate choice for a lady, who’s only in her early 20s… a lady with no kids yet, and a young lady transitioning into a young adult!
As a recent university graduate, I consider this car as my first adult purchase. However, this is also my parents’ grad gift for me. We established to share the cost of the car. As soon as I start working, I’m paying for my own insurance, gas and maintenance costs, as my parents pay for the bi-weekly car payments. So, all in all, its a good deal for a young adult like me! It’s also great gift from my generous mom and dad!
This is truly a blessing. I am thankful for all that I have. Sometimes, life can push us to our limits. In some cases, we tend to focus purely on the negatives. For instance, I’ve always envied people who drove nicer cars… faster cars… more expensive cars… yet I forgot to be thankful for the fact that I had my Cavalier. There were times wherein I overlooked my blessings. My Cavalier may not had been the best, but it was still a blessing to have. I soon realized, that there are people who wants to drive and/or own a car but can’t afford to, would gladly switch spots with me. Owning any car that was able to take me places I wanted to go, was better than its opposite. Regardless of how beaten up my Cavalier was, it was still a reliable car that took me to my desired destinations. That’s when I realized the value of all things and how I must take what I have as a blessing in its own light, rather than comparing it with what others have. The more I became more grateful, the more I realized just how much blessings I truly had.
But heyyyyy…. this Civic, is a bigger blessing and I’m incredibly thankful for it!
Mary Dezleigh Teodosio.