He commuted a good distance each day, so enjoying his time in the car was important to him. That way, he came home already "unwound" after a long day.
And this weekend, it was time to sell it. It was really hard for me to see it go, but not as hard as coming home each night and seeing his car in the garage, and then realizing afresh that he's gone.
Nathan is a car guy. He likes to look at them, research them, memorize the stats on them. He's been hooked ever since we started buying him Matchbox cars when he was a toddler. One night, before he turned two, Bryan and I went to check on him before we went to bed. We covered him up, and he said in his sleep, "Cars, cars, more cars."
And so we said goodbye to Bryan's fourth Acura. Saying goodbye to his "things" is really only difficult because we had to say goodbye to him. We'd gladly give it all up if it would bring him back for even a single day.