Riding Shotgun

Before trading in my 2013 minivan, my husband Dave cleaned it. Hidden in a crevice, Dave found a letter, dated April 1997, from my grandfather. He wrote, “Know that my moral support and love are with you always!!!” I had never seen the letter and don’t know how it ended up in my minivan. But I do know: For nearly a decade, I drove that minivan everywhere — to kids’ activities, synagogue, work and to my grandfather’s funeral. That’s a lot of living. Nearly 100,000 miles of it. My grandfather’s love came with me for the whole trip. — Deborah Bodin Cohen

Positively Purging-I welcome your feedbacks in the comments and your likes and passing the real life wisdom on to others as I embark on this new venture of “positively purging“, as I know each of these pieces represents something…

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4 Responses to Riding Shotgun

  1. Miriam says:

    Imagine that! How very special.

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