When my son Matt was in high school, we shared my car. My parents let me use one of the family cars as much as I wanted, when I got my license (at 16 ), and I remembered the fantastic feeling of freedom driving out of our driveway, picking up 3 or 4 friends, and heading off, at some un-godly speed, on an “adventure”. If my parents had only known what we were up to, they would have fainted.
When Matt started driving, on more than one occasion, the car would be returned with clods of mud …on the roof! I asked him how in the world mud could get on the roof and he always acted like he was surprised too; “I don’t know mom! I am really careful with the car!” he would say, looking at me with those big, brown innocent eyes. When his yearbook came out, there was a special page for Most Creative this and that …he won, “Most Creative Driver”.
Matt was, and still is, an adventurous spirit…. not the easiest sort of kid to raise if you are prone to worry. The older I get, the more I realize the damage of worry. It causes tension in relationships, and does not prevent one bad thing from happening. If I could have changed one thing about my past, it would have been that I was more present, less projecting of negative thought (worry) into the future, I would have just sat down with my sons and appreciated them more…I didn’t know how fast time would go…they are 29 and 33 now. How did that happen?!
Both of my sons are still adventurous men….I hope that I had a little to do with that.
“Life is a daring adventure or nothing!” Helen Keller
P.S. Ingrid from the Netherlands won the earrings!