This is a new column I'm trying out, where I let you in on my imperfections. You may be surprised to hear that even though my blog's name is Mama Sparkles, my life is not always sparkly. That doesn't mean I should stop trying though. You also won't find any especially juicy or depressing tidbits here - I really am a pretty happy, positive person most of the time. But perhaps you can get to know me a little better and I can get to know you. And maybe in turn we can learn to overcome our imperfections.
So, here's the scoop (and some of you already know this about me) but...
Driving terrifies me. In fact, when I'm in the driver's seat this is how I feel:
You see, I've never been any good with anything that involves wheels. I never learned to ride a bike properly. When I went roller skating parties, I was always the one clinging to the wall the entire time. Driving a car held no interest for me, but at age eighteen I decided I better bite the bullet and get my license. I failed the written test twice. Then I failed the road test twice. The third time I passed, but the examiner yelled at me at the end of the test and called me an unsafe driver. He had to pass me though, because apparently I hadn't lost enough points to fail. Shortly after that, I left home and didn't drive a car again for a very long time.
Fast forward five years later. I'm newly married, with a new job as a ballet instructor. I had taken some driving lessons and was feeling confident that I could start driving the car. Hubby helped me practice driving to and from the studio until I felt I was ready to try it myself. Well guess what - I managed to crash the car pretty badly my very first time taking it out. Sigh.
Now I only drive when absolutely necessary. I've driven a grand total of five times by myself, two of which have resulted in an accident. Not a very good track record! For the sake of my kids though, I want to try again. Do you think I can do it?