Learning how to communicate with my parents as an adult was not easy. My new found freedom came with the catch of proving to them that I would be responsible and reliable. I had to respect their decisions and their curfew even when I did not agree, regardless of my ability to ignore them and drive away. I accomplished this, but the hardest part was yet to come.
I am directionally challenged. I have lived in the same town for seventeen years, yet I could not find my favorite diner. I could not find my grocery store, or my middle school, or my best friend’s house. The necessity of learning to …show more content…
I called for help, but my mom did not answer. My blind choice was between a dying phone and a possibly incorrect navigation system. Add limited gas and no money to the pressure; I was terribly anxious.
I decided that sitting in the car in the parking lot was not going to solve anything, so I began my journey. I would deal with problems if they arose.
The entire drive was filled with unfamiliar intersections and street names that I did not recognize. I remained calm, but my brain was in overdrive searching for something I knew. I felt like a child who lost her mother in a grocery store. How would anyone find me if I did not even know where I was?
Forty-two minutes into the forty-five minute ride, I recognized an intersection. Relief washed over me and warmth replaced the sensation of being frozen. I had made it.
Now, my friends joke about my nonexistent navigational skills and tell me to follow them to get to my own house. I am still trying to learn my way around, but I have no problem admitting that I do not know how to get somewhere or do