When I first laid eyes on you in the spring of 2007, I knew we we’re meant to be. You we’re a bright, shining light at the end of my senior year of high school, and I was young, dumb, and way too excited to jump in.
We’ve come along way since that first day. You took me to my high school graduation. To college. To Nashville. To Kansas City. You got me in trouble, and saved me from harm. You made heads turn in my direction, and became a household name with my friends.
I haven’t always treated you the kindest. There were many bumps and bruises along the way, but you remained loyal. You were there when I met my husband, when I walked across the stage at Jesse Hall, and when I went to my first (second, third, fourth and fifth) job.
You weren’t my first, and you won’t be my last, but you will always be my favorite. I’ll never forget the countless memories we’ve had together, and I hope the next person to jump in the driver seat feels the same rush I did the first time I jumped in.
The Great Pumpkin, March 2007 – November 2014