I’ve learnt that fear limits you and your vision. By believing in your talents, self-worth and your abilities can empower you to a greater path. Transforming fear into freedom – How great is that?
Like ALL university students, being able to drive is one of the cornerstones of independence and it would mean that I would develop my own wings, right? Wrong as I was to soon discover to my utter disbelief.🙊
Now, please don’t get me wrong? I enjoy being driven around in the comfort of a luxury car, windows down, hair blowing in the breeze.😉I don’t have any problems with that – But the reality is a little different. It’s the thought of me actually driving my own car that scares me! So you can imagine my surprise when…
My dad bought me a new car and handed me the keys ” Now, let’s see what you got.” I knew I would be perfect right away, after all I did see my dad drive almost everday.
Conscious of the beating of my heart, I checked that the gear lever was in neutral and with clutch pedal drepressed I turned the key. Engine on, clutch in, gearshift in first, then I let the clutch out. Wham! Bang! I let go off the clutch pedal in one swift motion and stalled it. And stalled. And stalled again🙊 (three times). Why is this happening?😣 I felt disappointed. My dad smiled and said ” Are you ready to learn, now.”
“Rule number one,” says my dad. ” I remember it all coming at me pretty fast, a torrent of safety guidelines….
- “Buckle up,” Always wear a seat belt.”
- “Turn the radio off. NO, all the way off.”
- “Adjust your mirrors. Can you see what’s behind you? Are you sure?”
- “Hands at 10 and 2, PLEASE* Now don’t move them.”
- “Only use your right foot, ok? Pretend the left one is glued to the floor.”
- And “Keep your eyes on the road, and go easy on the clutch!”
I realised that driving is something that requires practice and patience, like playing an instrument or learning a new language, and it improves over time. Whenever I get behind the wheel I think about all the hours that my DAD sat with me without complaining, twisted up like a pretzel while I jerked the family car around empty parking lots and navigated busy neighbourhood roads striving to gain my own independence. I still remember who took the time to be there for me. I feel nothing but gratitude and love. Thank you DAD. 😘
Buckle-up. With a simple click my mind adjusts to what it remembers and already knows….Now I am ready to join the rest of the commuting world as a Safe and confident driver.
Blessings and Love…