In addition to acknowledging that my MS-related optic neuritis has taken away my ability to drive, donating my car also means accepting the fact that I am no longer a Volvo-driving soccer mom. And I can't even give you an embedded version of the Everclear video either. It is not a good day.
I will now play the Pollyanna Glad Game and focus on the positive:
- I got my bike buddy this weekend so Zane will be able to ride behind me (on very safe streets and wide bike paths) which means the kids and I can go on longer trips that don't increase our carbon footprint.
- Without the car in the way, Ruby and Zane will be able to sled down the length of the driveway when it snows this winter.
- By donating my car, I'm contributing money to WBUR, my local NPR station, and will get a tax write-off for 2009.
- I am fully embracing the car-less lifestyle and have even decided to protest the proposed public transportation rate hike on my other blog.
(8/11/09 Update: They towed it away today and I cried...after sneaking this picture so the tow truck driver wouldn't think I was a complete dork. It's another loss--not just of the hunk of metal but of the independence that driving brought me. Although it also brought me a lot of stress once my vision started to deteriorate--see the dent on the front left quarter panel? I know I need to stay in the day but I can't help but wonder if this is the last car I will ever own.)