One of the most challenging tasks for a new driver is the concept of “changing lanes”.
I know this because I have a teenage son, who is now into his second year of driving. I recall a conversation we had soon after he obtained his driver’s license.
We were on a busy interstate when he asked me,
“How do you know when to change lanes? I mean, when is it safe to move over?”
What a great question…
My answer, “Outside of the obvious (ensuring there is adequate room to move, that you’ve checked and double-checked before merging, you will begin to get a feel for the flow of traffic. You will develop your style of driving. It will eventually become natural to you.”
So readers, bear with me…you know I love metaphors and analogies.
In this metaphorical state I find myself navigating, with accidents, road closures and reckless drivers
How do I know when to change lanes?
What I mean is. how will I know when it’s safe to trust again? To merge into that lane with someone.
To relinquish control, again.
To allow someone inside my head, again.
To be vulnerable, again.
Do I heed my own advice of ensuring safety, and then checking and double-checking, or do I trust my instincts and begin to re-develop my own style of driving?
I think the answer for me is both.
As I ponder this, I feel a bit of excitement about merging into the fast (but not too fast) lane again. I am still cautious. More cautious than I have ever been.
However, I am still on my journey. It is enlightenment I seek.
And to get there, I am going to have to merge into traffic.
Lucky for me, I have a patient, understanding instructor, who is waiting to guide me.
Someone willing to take the back roads to Mayberry to help me find my strength again.
A person wiling to drive 10 hours, just to take me to lunch. Knowing it may take several meetings before I even allow him to take me on that drive to Mayberry for a scoop of vanilla. Yes, vanilla.
A person that truly understands the gift of my trust. That honors it.
A real Renaissance Man.
We meet later this week. Details to come.
Be safe in your travels, Mr. Hemingway. See you soon.