My daughter graduates from high school this week. She has been an oustanding student, and a very amazing person. For twelve years, plus the daycare days, I have driven her to school. Tomorrow will be the last day for that drive, and I'm not sure what to make of it.
I can only recall one instance of a possible accident: it was raining and I had to make a quick stop to avoid the car ahead. I ended up bumping my tires against the boulevard and she, in a car seat in the back, never really knew what happened. So I've been very cautious, and blessed, in transporting my valuable cargo.
We have shared a lot of great moments during those rides -- too many to even begin to tell. And we've heard a lot of radio shows, at least before the I-Pod arrived.
Driving to work next week won't be the same. But, boy, what a drive it's been.