On Wednesday, I renewed my driving permit…again. It’s been almost two years since I took driver’s training with my younger brother. He’s now been driving for a while now; I have not. This is my second time (at l east) renewing the permit. If I don’t take the driving test before a date in October I will have to retake the written portion of the test. I don’t want to do that so I have to get my license before then. *Gulp*
I’m terrified of driving. I’ve practiced with my parents on back roads and short trips, but in anything big (like highways or cities) I am clueless. I don’t know all the rules and traffic laws. I don’t know how I’ll ever learn that. My mom and dad seem to believe that someday I will; yet each time I finish driving I just feel lucky that I didn’t crash. Lack of confidence is pretty much my life. : / Gotta stop that.
But I do want to learn to drive because that means I will have more freedom and independence. Not to mention the fact that I will not have to wait for my parents to pick me up from my classes. That gets a little embarrassing when you’re 18. It’s not the embarrassment I mind, though. It’s having to wait for them when we get out early or they are running late.
I’m pretty sure driving is just one of those things that I will have to do just by putting one foot in front of the other and hoping for the best. I never thought I could master as much as I have already. At the beginning I had the hardest time just staying on the road and gauging my acceleration (for real!). But now, those things seem much easier—although my mom still thinks that I tend to speed up too fast, slam on the brakes, and not stop complete enough at stop signs. Okay, so I have a ways to go… But the point is that I’ve made progress. I’m not a great driver—yet—but it’s the little steps that have gotten me this far. I think it’s those same small strides that will see me through to the end. Not just to the day when I hold that little white card from the DMV with my mug shot on it…but to other things as well.
As the fictional Dr. Marvin would say: “baby steps.”
- Were you a natural driver, or was it hard to learn?
- How did you finally “get it”?