Monday, November 12, 2012
Learning to Drive
Today, I got a first-hand dose of what I must have put my parents through. The girls helped me pick up fence on Shanley Hill this morning. Since it's about a mile back to the gate (on ranch roads) from where we were working, I told Lara (who will turn 15 next Saturday) that she could drive. With a mix of apprehension and excitement (on her part as well as mine), she climbed behind the wheel of our truck and moved the seat up so she could reach the pedals. I'll admit I grew a bit more nervous when she asked which was the brake pedal! Despite my jitters, she did just fine - and we all made it to the gate in one piece.
In our culture, I think learning to drive is one of the rights of passage that marks the transition from childhood to adulthood. Watching Lara drive made me proud, sad and nervous - all at the same time. I can't believe my oldest child is growing up - I miss the little girl. I'm also so proud of the young lady she's becoming!
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