With great excitement, Clare earned her driver’s license in mid-May. As she was in the midst of a stressful week at school, and suffering from a cold, it took a couple of days before she could go on her first solo voyage. When she did, it was to her job teaching swimming lessons at the YMCA. It was a glorious moment for both of us, because I was not on chauffeur duty, and she was free to come and go when she was ready. I couldn’t help thinking that this was in stark contrast to my own maiden voyage as a driver, when I went to the drugstore to buy a new curling iron!
Of course, the real moment of liberation for both of us came when Tim and I finally got around to buying a third car. The original intention was for Tim to give her his Murano and buy himself a new car. But after almost 9 years of driving it, Tim decided he simply was not ready to let it go. Thus began the search for a car for Clare. We made a plan to go on a Thursday when Tim did not need to be in the office, but we opted not to tell her we were doing this in case it didn’t pan out. After a somewhat insufferable half day at the car dealer, we emerged with a car we really like and knew she would be thrilled to drive. She was indeed shocked and amazed to see it parked in the cul-de-sac when we got home from school that day, and she has been falling in love with it ever since. So far, she has used it to drive to school, work, altar serve at Marist, and study and eat with friends. This is a lifestyle we can both get accustomed to!
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