Saturday, May 28, 2011

I Really Miss Driving

There is an undeniable freedom in getting into the driver's seat of a car with the keys in your hand. Most stuff I need to do, I can walk or I call my sisters. But sometimes I think they will think it's a pain or ridiculous. You know....a "la, la, la".

My Marine is marching a parade tomorrow. Jen and I are supposed to go to Grace's cottage. This parade is 60 some odd miles further north and west.

In my previous life, I would have just gone. Now I have to consider how much I want to impose.


Middleboro Jones said...

Maggie - I feel your on base, we don't have vehicles to drive....we can "arrange" a ride if needed but it has been over two months since I was able to drive MYSELF anywhere....I've had a license and my own wheels sine I was 17...R&R is in Sept. and I plan to drive the wheels off my 1963 Willys Jeep....

Enjoy the day if you can with the Marine. Best Wishes.

K-Dubyah said...

Did you ever stop and think that maybe they don't think of as an imposition?

Though I do know how it feels...when you're used to doing everything for yourself, having to ask for help is especially galling. Which is why my lawn mower sits outside without a belt to make the blades turn.

Keep your chin up, Ms Maggie! And enjoy the parade.

Love and hugs...