It's Official: I have passed the first I-really-am-getting-older milestone. My oldest child has a drivers license. Which is insane, because I am pretty certain it wasn't that long ago that I got MY drivers license!
We made the appointment for her road test right before her birthday, and the wait was killing her. So this morning I thought it would be smart to call and confirm her appointment just to be sure, and is it a good thing I did...they "didn't have her down" but if I could come by at 11:20 they would "squeeze her in". I assured them we would be there, and as promised, they squeezed her in! Can you imagine the wailing and gnashing of teeth today if they had made her wait another two months? :) But she passed with flying colors and got her picture taken, and grinned the whole way home. When we pulled up to the house, I told her she could drop me off and go get a Starbucks, alone, for her first "solo flight". She was more than happy to take me up on the offer, and as I walked up the steps to the house I couldn't help but feel a little pang of wistfulness, even though I was happy for her. There is an intangible "something" about your first child getting a drivers license, its almost like in your minds eye you see them perched on the side of the nest, ready to fly off forever, and it kind of choked me up. I know we start letting go from the moment they are born, but its getting too close now, can the dreaded M word be far behind? I am just thankful she is a mature, responsible and level headed kid or I would be a real wreck right now...
Virginia
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