Embracing Where You Are
Do you remember fighting over where you’d sit in the car during a family outing?
As the oldest in my family, I relished the days I got to sit up front with my dad driving on vacations where we spent hours on the road going from Virginia to my Grandmother’s house in Nebraska. I thought I was so cool sitting in that front seat.
This weekend, I had a strikingly different realization.
I was sitting in the back seat next to my four-year-old grandson, my husband in the waaaaay back with my daughter and my son in law in the front. We were on an adventure to drive through an animated dinosaur park.
In an instant, I realized I’ve always been in exactly the right seat.
As a child, I was safely carried through my journeys – rocky roads, bumps and all – by my parents who were driving the car. All I wanted to do was get in that front seat where I was sure the view was better. Then it was my turn. As an adult, I was responsible for...