Keep track of those miles.

Dropping my radio station keys off, a bit teary, got a call from Jackie. We made plans to play Life later on after I'd worked.

Got back in the car and saw those crazy nines.
The next time I looked, it was at 100,015. oops, so much for the big rollover.

And Jackie slept through our date. But it was okay, except for the fact that I cried harder than ever that night. Even this couldn't cheer me up.

"You're closing a big door in your life right now, and not being able to share that with anyone can be hard."
Mom was right.