Car

My father was somewhat of an eccentric and comfortable with it and I feel that it made me much more accepting of my own eccentricities. My father was with me when I bought my Hyundai Elantra  and I always appreciated his guidance. When he decided that he wanted a Hyundai Veloster, I got to go with him then too. In fact, my name was put down on it also because he got to use my military discount. Recently, my father's car has come to live with me in Texas. I decided, I don't know if it was for myself or my mother, that I wouldn't change anything he had done to it. And I am going to admit, he did quite a bit:

There's also some raiders and a very large array on the driver side window. I think my dad had plans to put more anime ladies on the sides. I feel very blessed to now be the proud owner of the KOENKA license plate.

Driving his car is bitter sweet. Everything about it reminds me of him and sometimes when I am on my traffic-filled drive home, I tear up thinking about him. I don't know if that is ever going to stop. I wish it had his smell. At least I live in a world where I can see his pictures regularly or listen do the saved voicemails he sent me. I let Donovan listen to them and I ask him who is Papoo is in photos because I don't want him to forget.