Life is tough......

Life is tough for some for others it is more than that. Here lately things are like the world on my shoulders. Does it make me a stronger person? I hope so. Does it prove that I am worthy? I only have to be worthy of my own aspirations. Does it please others if I make it through? I only feel the need to do what is right and just. I do not care what others think of weather I succede or fail.

Why do I write this, you might ask? Well, for years I begged my father for the Mustang. It had been sitting in his garrage, completely pulled apart and sitting in boxes for about 10 years. I told him that I would put it back togeather for him and he turned me down. So when my mother went out and got a brand new 2006 Mustang GT, she told him to get the Mustang in the garrage running so she could put her new one in there. Well they handed the car over to me in boxes......... I know what your thinking, "oh great, a pile of parts! what am I gonna do with this?" That is far from what I was thinking. I darn near cried. Well within a year I had it back on the road with a brand new engine. Time came to register it and I couldn't. At the time my family was struggling to make ends meet. So extra money to keep the Mustang on the road was not an option. Low and behold, out of the blue my father calls and tells me that he wants to buy the Mustang back for the work that I had done. He offerred $2500.00. I opted for a more reasonable $2000.00 since I was greatfull for getting the car in the first place, not to mention that it was going to a good place.

Well that was fine and dandy. I just went to work and busted my butt to make ends meet for a while and things just got better. All the while I kept kicking myself for letting the Mustang go. I actually REALY liked the old beast, and had wished that life had gone in a different direction. Oh, well, c'iest la vis. I was enjoying working on my little Rio.

About a year ago, 2 weeks before Christmas, I went to visit my parents with the kids. Kind of like a "Grandma and Grandpa visit". My father comes out to me with a small jewelry box and says, "I know that you will really appreciate this. Your mother and I discussed it for a few weeks and we knew that there was no one better that deserved to have what is in that box, than you.". I opened the box to find the keys and the title to the Mustang. This time I did cry. I was so happy that I could not help myself. Words still can not express the way I felt. The Mustang was mine again.

Last month, my wifes 17 year old sister was diagnosed with "Amytropic Lateral Sclerosis" (A.L.S.), better known as "Lou Gehrig's Disease". If you are not familiar with it, please take a moment to look it up at: www.alsa.org. It is a fatal disease, of which there is no cure. My wifes family and I have not always gotten along, but we have always shown each other respect. When they informed me that their daughter had this I broke into a sense of shock. I wanted to help. We may not like each other, but FAMILY is FAMILY, by blood or by marriage. I had no Idea of how I could help untill two days ago. My mother-in-law called me and asked if she could use the Mustang for transportation. Their car had just taken a dump on them and she remembered that I owned a second car. So.......... I gave it to them. I said my goodbies to it once again today, as I handed them the keys and the title. I patted it on the hood and told it to take care of them.

I am proud to see it leave for a cause like this. I will miss it, but not as much as I will miss the little girl that is going to pass on due to this disease. Was it worth it? Yes. Now they can get to the doctors appointments needed for my sister-in-laws' care.

Was I ever meant to have the car? I may never know. But it is kind of a strange story. Like I said.....life is tough. Make your decisions wisely...... I know I did.