Seller's remorse?

I've had a lot of this lately. Our big, blue, 12 passenger, 1995 beat up old van with 220,000 miles on it...gone. Same with our 2002 Town and Country minivan. And finally...our 1997 Jayco 1207 KB tent trailer. I had to stop myself from waving goodbye as the new owners drove it away last night. I walked into the house with a heaviness in my heart. It seems such a silly thing to get attached to such inanimate objects, but somehow I did. Now I realize that it's not an attachment to objects, but the memories contained in them.

Let's start with the big van. It was a party van whenever we were fully loaded for a youth activity.
It was a bit beat up - inside and out by the time we sold it. But it got us to Nauvoo and back with over 200,000 miles on it. We put a few more scratches on it from the bike rack on the back. A couple of winters ago, Andrew Smith was plowing the sidewalks with his 4 wheeler - doing a good deed. He slid off and bumped into our van. His mom came over with him to point out the damage. I could have found a dozen scratches worse that what he made on that side of the van. Most people want newer vehicles. I'll take an old one any day! You just don't get worked up about a little scratch here and there.

The minivan was only our for a couple of years, but there were a couple of good memories there. I loved the hitch on back. I could load 4 bikes on the back of it and head up the canyon with my kids. And I'll never forget the trip to Mexico. We were left with the only one vehicle at our job site - our minivan was it. The roads in Mexico are terrible. I don't know how we made it out of there with our van intact. It was the eating establishment and the rest stop for all the kids on our site, needing a good sanitizing once we made it back home. Our last day it was the clown car when we piled 16 people into it - to a chorus of "uugghh" when we bottomed out with every bump.

But the trailer tops the list. 6 years of experiences. The time we went to Moab and the roof was crooked. It was interesting trying to figure that one out. The annual meteor shower parties, the sand dunes when I thought I'd never get all the sand out. Nauvoo tops the list - how do you ever forget living in it for 3 weeks in the middle of a Nauvoo summer. 7 of us crammed in: hot, cranky, and needing a little more personal space. And the electrical troubles - finally running extension cords in through the tenting.

I don't like my replacement vehicle...yet. A 1999 Suburban. And I wonder if I'll like a new trailer. But when you fill objects with memories, you're bound to develop attachments. Keep the adventures coming!