guiding light

I got choked up when I was driving into town tonight with this view welcoming me home. It is so weird to have a car downtown, it's weird to have a car period! I haven't had my own vehicle since high school really. I was apprehensive about ever taking my Mom's car. Don't get me wrong, it's beautiful, dependable, and awesome. I've just been strictly a walker (and rollerblader) for so long this whole world of road rage and painstaking parking is foreign to me. It's time though, time to grow up a little, time to have more freedom & independence, time to figure everything out -- alright, so maybe that's taking it a little too far. In any case, I'm so frickin' grateful for the car, for everything. I bought my Mom & Dad a cheap bottle of wine for spaghetti dinner tonight as a small token of my appreciation. Mom told me that it was so sweet of me and that I truly didn't have to do that, I told her to shut up.