Yesterday afternoon I got a text message that read:
Mom, I haven't crashed yet! I went 45 mph.
And, no, she was not texting while she was driving. I checked. Anyway, she is on cloud 9. And while her Dad and I would prefer that she still be that tiny little girl, fifteen years did go by. And in another three years her younger sister will be driving too.
I haven't crashed yet © 2009
Janice Arrowood