Tag Archive | driving

Special Kind of Stupid

I know the title of this seems mean but I must be honest. I will explain the title in a minute. For now I will talk about my week. My family and I traveled to Texas for a funeral. My husband’s grandfather passed. Thankfully, Grandpa AB was a believer. He is resting peacefully, without anymore […]

Cars, brick walls, and learning to drive.

I was fifteen years old when I first sat behind the wheel of a car with the intention of driving it. My mum suggested I park her prized VW Golf in the garage. I’m not sure how the subject came up. I don’t remember asking her or even discussing driving. Maybe she figured I was […]