When I was younger, my parents used to take us for drives. I've mentioned them before...the drives, not my parents, although I've mentioned them, as well. Sometimes we would go inbetween conference sessions. Sometimes on Sunday afternoons. Sometimes to look for chokecherries haha. I can remember that we would moan and groan and be somewhat bitter about having to be in the car until my parents decided to quit driving. Now that I think about it, I'm amazed we went for drives as often as we did considering the condition of the cars we had! Perhaps this was my parents form of inexpensive entertainment, I really don't know. We would just drive up the canyons most of the time. We would see the leaves changing or watch the water coming down the mountain in the spring. We'd watch for animals and flowers. Am I making too much of this memory? Did we really do all those things? We also road-tripped when I was little. Flying was too expensive for us so we'd pack up the caddy, make our beds in the back and sing along to Riders in the Sky, Paint Your Wagon and who knows what else.
Now that I'm somewhat older and for sure more wise (?), I find that I quite enjoy taking drives. I can hear my mother laughing right now but I really do! It gives me time to clear my head and let my mind hear what I otherwise can't hear surrounded by my life. I know that may sound odd to some of you, considering I don't have a husband or kids to clutter up my thoughts, but there are some days where you just have to take a drive and have some true solitude. There is nothing quite like getting in your car full of gas, grabbing a beverage, turning on some quiet driving tunes and going until you're ready to come home. Some days I crave it.
I know, I know. "What if you have car trouble?" "Its dark outside." "Isn't that lonely?" "Are you alright- do you want to talk about it?" "You just drive? You don't do anything else but just drive?" "Watch out for deer." Sorry, everyone, its just something I do. I love it. If you're lucky, I'll invite you next time but you have to promise not to talk unless I ask you a question. :0)
4 comments:
No-you aren't making too much of the memory. That's what we did.
Yes-I love a good drive.
And it was fabulous! And I too love a good drive.
First of all, I think you and I took a few of those drives although I don't remember them being quiet.
My family always took drives as well, I remember them fondly and I make a point to do the same with my kids.
P.S. I want you to know that nearly every time I drive into my garage I think about the Roberds and how they would beep their horn to let the fam know they were home. I don't know why that affected me, but it did. Sometimes I even beep my horn when I pull in, but then the boys just run out in a panic to see if I need help carrying in the groceries. That's OK too I guess.
I will go with you! Promise I won't say anything...I love to just drive. No destination...just me the window down, the wind blowing through my hair...sometimes some good tunes, sometimes just the sound of the wind......I think I need one right now:)
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