Moving on…

Well…There it is… It’s four wheels sit in our driveway and it’s magnet color hood shines in moonlight tonight. My emotions (lot of feels) today takes a while for me to understand. When I look at my new car, I cried. At first, I thought it is because I was sad, but it is not really it. It is more of relieving/crying. This car… not only it symbolize freedom for me, but also a sign that I am moving on. It is bittersweet. I know that when I see my old friends one of those days, I will tell them everything and catch up with them anyways… I know I will not forget them. It is let them living and hoping to see them again. Basically, that is what “let them go” meaning. I finally let them go, and as well my past, my trauma, and mainly my mistakes. I deserves that car. I deserves some more compassion to myself.