Normally I don’t just sit around in my car taking pictures of myself, but today there was something appealing about just being in that moment. Just being me alone in the car with my camera. I sat there thinking how good the sun felt coming in through the window, how long I had been driving (40+ years), and just how grateful I am to have good transportation that gets me from Point A to Point B.
I like driving; I always have. The day I turned 16, my mother took me to get my license and the rest is history. Back in the day, to pass the driving test, you had to know how to parallel park. Uh-oh, that was the one thing I wasn’t very good at. It took me nine (yes, nine) tries and the examiner passed me. Was he supposed to give me nine tries? I really doubt it. I only know that I was one ecstatic 16-year old that day. Got to drive my Mom back to work and I had the car the rest of the day until I picked her up. I felt like such a big shot.
As I’ve learned over the years, a vehicle can be such a blessing or it can be a dangerous, deadly weapon. With people texting and cell-phone chattering from behind the wheel these days, it has become increasingly dangerous to be out on the road. Please be careful out there. Don’t text and drive. Your guardian angels work hard enough! Pay attention to what you’re doing … driving. And really, really look out for the “other guy.” It’s more important now than ever. Remember, driving is not a right … it’s a privilege.