Convertible rides like the car are very versatile. A ride after a tough day at church, say like doing two funerals in a day or multi-tasking because you are needed to put out 'fires' of the people-sort, really changes your mood. With the top down and the wind blowing in your hair you no longer hear anything but the sounds of the world around you. Blocks out all else. And keeps you in the moment.
Or a ride on a Sunday afternoon with your daughter and her friend to go get frozen yogurt completely refreshes you as the backseat is filled with giggling girls, ponytails, and 'Wheeeeee, go faster Mr. Eric!' Such playfulness, pure joy, and fun!
Or there are rides for just my hubby and I... cruising in the sunset toward a date night. Leaving behind the dog who eats everything, the kid who refuses to count during her piano lessons, and the house filled with un-finished home improvement projects... driving our red Mustang with the top down pushes all that stuff to the perimeter of your view... leaving the open road- full of possibilities, hope, promise, and some good ol' fashioned adult time.
Sigh.
Our red Mustang convertible may have been our most expensive spontaneous, emotion-driven purchase to date... but I have decided it beats filing insurance claims for therapy! Certainly is more versatile than a shrink.
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