Last evening I was sitting at a stop light waiting for the light to turn greed. As I sat there I watched the cars drive by and the thought came to mind, only about 1 in every 7 cars that drove past me had two or more people in a car.
Now days we do so many things alone, we even drive alone. I thought, “What might all those people be thinking?” “Do they feel as alone as the appear, as they drive past me?”
When I was a little girl, and my older siblings went to youth events I remember that there was never just one person going in a car, we went together. In the times we live in, it’s not unusual for a family with teenagers to have one car per driver parked in their drive. I think we only had one car for all the teenagers in my family.
Has this independence brought anything better to our society? What would happen if we started depending on other people to get us where we needed to go? Would we be closer knit communities?
My Great Aunt Beulah, who is almost 94, remembers when she and her husband bought their first car. It was after their firstborn was around a year old. I asked her, “How did you get places? Did you walk?” She said, “We went with friends.”
I was challenged. Should I feel blessed that I can live a life where I can “Drive Solo”, or should I be saddened that we no longer seem to “depend on” others like our parents and grandparents did?
So many questions …
