by Laurie Wagner | Jul 17, 2017 | Blog
This morning I watched my 22-year-old daughter Ruby, and her 22-year-old boyfriend Anton, pull out of our yard, their car packed to the roof, as they headed out for their new life together in Seattle. They also had a surfboard tethered to the top of the car. Tethered with twine. Yeah. They had so much stuff in that little car that they couldn’t see to the right and the left side of the road, and they could barely see out the back, which, as the mother, you understand, I needed to point out. It was going to be a 12-hour-ride, and not being able to see wasn’t optimal, I told them. In fact, it was bad. All those lane changes, cars zooming out of nowhere, not to mention fatigue and night driving. They said they’d be fine. They said they’d work together. Two sets of eyes on the road. PREFER TO LISTEN? CLICK BELOW: https://27powers.org/wp-content/uploads/2017/07/Dumb-Beauty-For-Amber-Use-This.m4a I shrugged. I’m that kind of parent. I have to believe that everything is going to be okay, plus, I’d been there. I’d been that 22-year-old kid driving away from her parent’s house in L. A. with an over packed car and limited visibility. I couldn’t wait to get to the Bay Area, and I believed that the stuff my parents worried about didn’t apply to me. And of course, all sorts of crazy shit happened over the next 35-years, things I couldn’t even imagine as I was pulling away from my parent’s house. As I watched Anton and Ruby pack the car, the metaphor wasn’t lost on me. We make these plans...
