FRIDAY, JUNE 22, 2012
For twenty years, I have had a partner
that I made plans, and took road trips with.
I've never been a fan of driving. It has always made me nervous, but I worked my way through it when I had to. When I got married, my husband seemed to enjoy the task of driving, so it always seemed like a good fit.
I've never been a fan of driving. It has always made me nervous, but I worked my way through it when I had to. When I got married, my husband seemed to enjoy the task of driving, so it always seemed like a good fit.
When our daughter went off to
college, we, as a couple, took her to her first dorm room, moved her in, and
helped her set everything up. Leaving her alone in a strange place nearly broke
my heart, but having someone to share the experience and the drive home, helped
to ease the pain.
I've since made the trip on my own to visit our daughter
while my husband was deployed, but I had become so dependent upon him that
I had nearly crippled myself. I would get so anxious at the thought
of taking a long trip on my own that I would be physically ill.
Today our daughter had to go to school to take a final exam. It was one of the first times in my married life that I planned a trip without even consulting my husband. He was not a part of the equation at all.
Our daughter drove the three hours to school, and I was her navigator. The trip was relaxed and filled with conversation and laughter; two things that I now realize have been missing in our road trips.
When we got to our destination, I took the car, did a little tour of the town, went to the bookstore, got a pedicure, walked around the pond on campus and then met our daughter. On the trip back, I was the driver and she was the navigator, and she told me all about the exam and an interview she had for an internship, and again, there was conversation and laughter.
I am really going to miss her when she goes back to school, but I'm learning that I can once again be an independent woman, and that makes me happy.
Today our daughter had to go to school to take a final exam. It was one of the first times in my married life that I planned a trip without even consulting my husband. He was not a part of the equation at all.
Our daughter drove the three hours to school, and I was her navigator. The trip was relaxed and filled with conversation and laughter; two things that I now realize have been missing in our road trips.
When we got to our destination, I took the car, did a little tour of the town, went to the bookstore, got a pedicure, walked around the pond on campus and then met our daughter. On the trip back, I was the driver and she was the navigator, and she told me all about the exam and an interview she had for an internship, and again, there was conversation and laughter.
I am really going to miss her when she goes back to school, but I'm learning that I can once again be an independent woman, and that makes me happy.
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