today i recieved my lisence. it was liberating and nervewracking. i found my hands shaking durring the test and my palms sweating. and then i messed myself when the instructor began to write things down. i thought “oh no, i’ve failed AGAIN.” this being the second time i’ve taken the test.
but i PASSED with 4 errors. good enough for me. and now that i can drive alone, i find my dad holding on to every shred of control he has left. dont get me wrong: i love my father, and i appreciate that he wants me to be safe. and it doesn’t bother me that he used to be overprotective and now hes having to let go. but i just look back at sixteen years [almost seventeen] of life and i think “wow. time went fast.”
in June, i graduate, and june is really almost here. in may i turn seventeen. and may is almost here. i’m one of the few lucky people in the world who have a car on the day i get my lisence. and even though that might be spoiled, its REALLY NICE.
i’m thankfull.
-rena
