That last trait probably just belongs to me. Well, maybe it would also apply to the other 50 million sleep-deprived mothers trying to get from Point A to Point B , then to C, D, and E safely while correcting the backseat behavior and requesting that fries not be thrown out the window. And just for kicks and giggles, let's throw those moms in some roundabouts. Better yet - a couple roundabouts that are connected like pretzels.
Now the party has started...
As shocking as it may be, when my son is behind the wheel, I tend to talk him through the driving process, we discuss different scenarios, and I share various driving perspectives. Of course I point out all the obnoxious and unsafe drivers.
My son is a great listener - he has to be otherwise he'll find himself in the passenger seat. This 'driver's permit' shenanigan is serious business- my son is driving a killing machine!
My plumb line of sanity has been the never-changing golden rule:
Love God and love others.
Allow your pride to die,
over and over,
or it could kill you in one moment of 'showing off'.
Even if you have the right of way,
don't fight for it.
Allow it to happen.
There's great power in yielding.
The alternative could be devastating.
Be gracious and always care about the safety
of other drivers as well as your passengers.
Gain and keep a reputation of being a respectable driver.
This speaks volumes to a future girlfriend's parents.
And your friend's parents.
And your own parents.
Don't take it personally.
The other person may have had a bad day.
A bad year.
Or be in a bad relationship.
Ask yourself the question: "If someone followed me for three miles,
what would they learn about my character as a person?"
Slow down and take in the world around you.
There's much to see.
And when it comes to roundabouts
-the same advice can be applied to life-
keep your eyes wide open,
your mind sharp,
and be ready for action at all times.
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