"Scared of..."
I've always had two main fears in life. And of course a few "minor" ones like the fear of heights. One was to drive. The other to give birth. I always felt "behind" because I've taken longer to learn to drive then everyone else. But as I kept telling myself, when it was time for me to learn, I'd pick it up in a snap. Recently, I felt quite compelled to learn. One, because I'll need it once Eddie is born. Two, because I felt that if I could conquer one of my biggest fears in life, I knew deep down if I could conquer the one, I could conquer the other. So John and I began planning for the best method of attack for this. I'll need to get a new ID when I turn 21 in a few months anyways, so let's plan to kill two birds with one stone! With no school this week for John, we made a plan to go out every day we could to get some intentional practice in. Within 4 days, I went from practicing in a school parking lot (which was interesting with the snow to say the least) to driving myself (and John of course) to my OB appt this afternoon! That was the first time in the entire history of ever that I voluntarily offered to drive to AND from some place. Needless to say, I am very very very thankful those who were praying about this, and that I know I'm not that far from a license. Now if only I can figure out backing out of and backing into parking spaces. 😉
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