I took Emilia, my soon-to-be 15 year-old, to learn how to drive on Sunday. It was her first time behind the wheel, her first all-important lesson.  She did remarkably well. We were both anxious.  I wasn’t concerned about her being behind the wheel as much as I was struck by the fact that, here I was, TEACHING HER HOW TO DRIVE!  HOW DID THIS HAPPEN? WHERE HAS ALL THE TIME GONE?!  Seems like were “Driving In The Car” with Barney the Dinosaur not so long ago.

As we were pulling into the parking lot for the lesson there was a daddy teaching his little girl how to ride her bike. Was it that long ago that WE were on THAT lesson? Emilia will always be that little girl on the bike with the streamers from the handlebars, yet she won’t ever be that girl again.

Isn’t it one of the greatest things about being a parent? The little moments are the most extraordinary. You don’t want to drive too fast past them on the road of life. That’s the lesson I learned Sunday.

“Don’t cry because it’s over. Smile because it happened.”-Dr. Seuss

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