Conquering my greatest fear

For 2 days now, I've have the sporadic pleasure of driving on my own. Yes, my own – away from my husband's usual critical comments when I drive. I've been driving in Florida every Saturdays and Sundays for 4 months but always with my husband on the lookout . I drive to the malls, groceries, to the Church and to the beach like a chauffer, my husband in the back seat trying to make me feel as if I was driving alone. I guess it worked and helped bring back my confidence.

I have been dreading to drive since I crashed my car almost 4 years ago, back in the Philippines. Not only I fear for my life but the cost of repair is the most dreadful. Since then, I tried to forget about driving. Besides, if I want to go places, just beg to your nephew, friends and neighbors to drive you if not, I rely on my own 2 legs for transportation. It is a not only a good cardio vascular exercise but gas saving measure as well.

That won't work here in the US. I can walk to my work which is only 3 minutes away from home, but not to the malls, Church you have to have to drive. Driving is as important as eating to survive.

Yesterday, I drove to a mall in Indiantown Road and Military Trail on my own. Today, I dropped Greg to work in Juno Beach. The feeling of being able to go places alone is ecstatic. I told Greg it is even better driving without him, he makes me nervous. I feel relax now and very confident to drive on my own.

Finally, I have conquered my greatest fear of all!