
THEY BOTH HAVE ME COVERED!
Rear view reflections - "Objects Are Closer Than They Appear." These are my thoughts... I'll give you a penny for yours.
The other thing I found strange was the cashier at my local supermarket asked to see my ID when I purchased a cooking wine for a recipe I recently made. I thought she was just paying me a nice compliment until she politely smiled and said, "Well, you just never know."
Not long after that, while I was with my oldest son, someone asked if he was my brother. We both gave a rather sour expression in response, contemplating what that would've been like. He would have killed me before I had the chance to think about growing up.
My son married a very sweet girl. I love to hang out with her. Even more interesting is that she likes hanging out with me. I feel more like her friend than her in-law. Both of them have grown up enough to start a family. I am now "Mia" to Maggie and Benjamin is on the way!
It truly tickles me when my oldest daughter and her friends want to chill with me. They call, email, and text me as if I'm one of their own. When I travel to see her, we eat out, see movies and hang out together. When I think about the late night pranks we've pulled... (Oh, did I say that? Forget you read that part.)
Although my teenage son and his younger sister get distracted by common pastimes such as air-soft, rip-sticking, scouts, FB, and WII, (no, that does not stand for World War II), I think they will be needing an explanation soon. Most nights I am up long after they go to bed (they NEVER go to bed) and arise well after the time their soft feet hit the floor. My whereabouts are stable and my time is consumed with very important tasks such as lesson plans for the following day of homeschooling, the makings of tomorrows menu along with a grocery list, a possible late-night trip to our local Freak-Mart where there is no one to interrupt me except ten semi-trucks worth of stock so I can't get from one aisle to another. These two children are beginning to wonder if that's when I travel Neverland.
The wee hours of the night are for me to calm down and get still. The reason some people call it "quiet time" is because that is what it's suppose to be. Sure, I stay up late to write, clean out a drawer, fold laundry, sew on a costume, finish a scrapbook page, compose a song, or read a chapter in one of Adrianna Trigiani's latest books. But more than any of those things, I love to listen to Him. I do so much of the talking that I am sure He is waiting to get a word in edgewise. He tells me things no one else will ever say. He knows me better than anyone and leads me beside waters that have no rough current. It is during that time that I see my cup as spilling over; hopefully on to those I will be in contact with tomorrow. And you just never know what tomorrow is going to bring. Tomorrowland and Neverland are next-door neighbors.
My husband of 35 years has not given up on his youth but has begun to literally see his limitations. His most recent setback, another bought with cancer, has us living life more intentionally. We have learned to pray harder , but we've also learned to play harder because you just don't know what tomorrow will bring.
A few years ago Gary had eye surgery due to a detached retina. Just after he began to regain some of the vision back in his right eye, he told me what he was seeing reminded him of those crazy mirrors you see at the circus. You know, the ones that make you appear short and fat? Well, his right eye was causing him to see everything as tall and thin, even me! Maybe I can quit all this dieting after all.
I think I have learned a valuable lesson from my husband's new viewpoint... this must be the way God sees me as well. It's just like the message in my rear view mirror that says, "Objects are closer than they appear." I'm really not as far away as I think; I'm not as heavy as I look; I'm not as dumb as I sound; I'm not as silly as I act and I'm definitely not as old as my birth certificate says I am!
I've been to Neverland.
Case closed.
Penning for your thoughts,
Cyberpsalmist
14 comments:
Ah... driver's ed. I remember it like it was a year ago. Being stuck in class for 3 hours at a time(it was a six day "crash" course) with the not-so-bright summer school kids, waiting 30 minutes in the blazing sun to get in a car and ride 5 miles an hour around the coned Englewood parking lot... good times. But it wasn't so bad. I came out knowing how to operate a car and I got an A- in the class. The best part though was being able to laugh at the stupid kids. For instance, when a girl was asked ," Ashley, what color is a stop sign?" she said ," Bl...red," (she WAS a blonde). A Kid attempting a 3-point-turn turned the car to the left, backed up and turned, then went forward...in the same direction. Apparently he had a mental lapse somewhere during the procedure. The coach even agreed these kids were dumb. He said to the ENTIRE CLASS ," Ya'll are stupid; the smartest kid in the class doesn't even go to school." Good times.
I havnt taken Drivers ed yet. I've only driven once ever, just to back up our truck like 5 feet back and then park it
well unfortunatly i havent yet expirenced drivers ED but i am doing a book thing for drivers ED, hah cant drive around on that, but i have had some expirences where there are some retards on the road with a "short fuse" that use colorful language and shoot birds at me :(.
Eat your hearts out: I got my learner's permit three months before I turned 16 and got my license on my 16th birthday. There was not a one-year waiting period back then, but there should have been. How I lived through my teenage years I'll never know. It wasn't that I was a poor driver. In fact, I remember being very cautious. But I made some poor choices about who I let drive me around. If my mother ever knew about the times my brother and I played Chinese firedrill or the time my date played chicken . . . It's only looking back on it that I realized that that who-cares attitude could lead to an early grave . . . which leads me back to driver's ed. "Rest in peace" to the imaginary simulator person crossing the street in the dark. I swear I didn't see him. I still hate driving at night. Should the driver's manual have special tips for parents? Yes. PRAY! What do Clairol, State Farm, and driving have in common? They can all cost an arm and a leg . . . literally.
Driver's Ed has to be the easiest class I have ever taken in my entire 16 and a half years of life. I took the class over the internet, and all I had to do was watch csome videos, take some quizzes that were easy if you have the common sense bone on your body, (which I hear some people don't have) and then write the longest discussion paper ever written about distractions in the car. Once I finished this course, which only took a few weeks, I obtained my learner's permit, on my birthday. (My mom has always hated driving, so she thought the sooner I got my license, the better. I agreed.)
Exactly one year after getting my learner's, I took the driving test to get my license. I passed with great ease, for I had had much practice. I drove everywhere that my mother wanted to go.
Now I have a license and a automobile, so I think I love Driver's Ed. THANKS!
My experience with driving was a bit tough at first, but once I got the hang of it, I began to relax more. I like driving, but it gets very stressful with my dad in the truck. So,I prefer being the passenger when he is around!LOL
I didn't pass my first exam. I thought I did just fine on the road test, but back then you had to prove that you could parallel park. That is where I failed. I had to park between the examinee and another vehicle. When backing up into position, I "hit" the examiner's parked car. Oh No! The misery of having to wait to do this drill all over again, was my punishment.
Drivers Ed was very dull. It didn't really tell me anything I didn't know. It was really easy and boring. It took me at least 2 months after Drivers Ed to get my permit. Mostly because I did not want to go and get it. My mom had to drag me down to thew DMV to have me take the test. I still have not driven, nor have any real "drive" to do so.
well, haven't taken driver's ed yet. i'm one of those lazy people. hahaha. but i do like food.
I havent had the chance to experience drivers ed yet. In fact I havent even gotten my permit. I turned 15 in august but I seem to be procrastinanting and I need to just sit down and do it one day. Who knows maybe I'll have it by my next birthday.
~Christy
I dont have anything to say but clairol and state farm are very useful.
I haven't taken driver's ed yet. But I did once drive a golf cart around at night in a neighborhood. I did pretty good, but I stopped 30 feet behind a stop sign ;).
Ah, learning how to drive--an experience I am going through right now. However, I decided not to take Driver's Ed; thus my parents are my only teachers. "That's nice," you may politely state. My response: It depends on who is teaching you at the moment!
Definitely, I prefer my dad. He actually knows how to drive from the passenger seat; gives me clear, reasonable instructions; and keeps an eye on other drivers along with me. When I ask questions, he willingly answers them except when I find myself in a difficult situation in which I need to be completely focused on the road. Plus, he lets me turn on the radio as long as I pay attention to the road first and foremost.
On the other hand, my mom...well I am thankful that she allows me to drive with her; BUT I wish she would not freak out. She watches other drivers a little too much and asks me not to ask questions for the sake of her nerves. For example, when I have to pull into the garage, I have to drive between the wall of the garage on my left and my dad's truck on the right. Despite the fact that my dad observed that I pull into the garage better than my mom, she cried the first time I did it with her, "Get out! Get out! You're gonna hit the wall!" It turned out that I was clearly no where near hitting the wall...Hopefully, she gets more use to me being behind the wheel! Yeah, she might need a few tips from a parent's handbook...
Two of mine are taking the exam for their learner's permit next week . . . MAYBE! ;-)
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