Sunday, June 19, 2011

Driving lessons with Dad.

I learned to drive on the winding country road I grew up on. My dad was in the passenger seat. Several times, he told me that if I just looked at the inside of an upcoming curve, instead of the outside, the ride would be much more smooth.

It wasn’t until years later that I realized he wasn’t just giving me driving instructions.

Thanks, Dad, for teaching me that what’s inside is more important.

1 comment:

  1. Love this post. Love everything you post. :)