My husband and I have this running joke about driving. He asks me, "Honey, how do you go from one place to another?" And my answer is always the same, "I get around as nature intended. In a car!"
However, today was not like every other day driving around in my car. I was driving my daughter home from a doctor's appointment on a major highway. We were listening to some of our favorite songs, and I was keeping up with traffic as per my usual driving patterns. I was mindful of my speed and admittedly driving behind an orange SUV that was driving under the speed limit. This made me very uncomfortable so I kept my distance and safely shifted lanes to pass this car.
Then I notice it. The State Trooper pulling onto the highway, driving up right behind me and finally putting his flashing lights on. He pulled me over and at once I was confused. Was I driving too close to the car in front of me? Was the car behind me tailgating me, and he wanted to keep me safe from harm? Yet none of these were truths as he walked beside my car window and asked for my license and registration. I was ticketed for going exactly 5 miles per hour above the speed limit! 5. miles. per. hour. above the speed limit!
When I got home I curled up into a ball on my bed and cried myself to sleep. I felt awful thinking that I was at fault for a seemingly safe situation. Yet, I learned my lesson the hard way. I will use my cruise control on the highway in the future. This was the guidance of the police officer who pulled me over.
When he handed me my ticket, he asked, "Where are you going?" and I simply responded, "I am taking my daughter home". However, that begs the questions: Aren't we always going somewhere? And don't we always have an important destination?
I find that people drive in such a rush to get to their destination. Two weeks ago on this same highway, there were 3 major car accidents in one day within miles of one another. Was one car riding too close to the bumper of another car? Were they driving too quickly because they had somewhere important to be?
Today, I drove my daughter and I home safely. This reminded me that, in general, we are all on our way somewhere to do something with someone in mind. And I will respect that the rules of the road are to keep us all safe. So tonight as I slide my feet out of my shoes and slide them into slippers, I am grateful that I got us home safely.
Love Note: With all my heart, I genuinely request that due to the content written, please seek the guidance of professional help should you feel you need it.
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