He came over with his new toy, then took me for a brief spin, and it is nice, indeed.
It makes me happy to see him happy.
My dad is a working man, the kind who does not dream about retirement. I believe he will find some job to keep him busy until the day he can no longer put one foot in front of the other.
I think this car is a birthday present to himself since he will be 67 in March. He's still a young one.
You do know that 60 is the "new 40," --- right?
So, I am very happy to see him enjoy some benefits of all that working! I'm glad that he realizes he deserves such rewards, he's earned them.
My dad and my mother were married for about 40 years when she passed away. The two of them had some great "Mustang" moments together that can't be beat, and I'm speaking literally and figuratively.
Often, the two of them were like kids together. Heck, they had actually been kids when they got married and a big part of them retained their child-like quality throughout their marriage, which was good and bad. Overall, it was mostly good.
At this point in my dad's life, according to him, a relationship is more about companionship than anything else, especially because he's already been down the road of "everything else." These days, a relationship is more about watching a television series with someone who is content enough to sit there on the sofa and be willing to discuss the ups and downs of the latest episode. It's about collecting an extensive DVD movie collection. It's about enjoying the dogs together. It's about drinking a glass of tea and eating a BBQ sandwich with a friend.
However, I must say, it's nice to see my dad actually fall in love again, even if it is with a car...oops, I mean...a Mustang.