I drove my daughter’s car yesterday, and it got me thinking among many other things. See I drive a very old beat-down 2004 Ford which makes creaking noises I would expect to hear from the bones of 80year-olds( To any 80-year-old reading, I love you ,you know that right!). She is a faithful and reliable friend my ReGiNa, that’s the name of my car, taken from the three letters making up her registration plates. If you’re South African or have any knowledge of the South African license plate numbering system, you would recognise that the three letters numbering system is old and has since been replaced with the four letters and two numbers one. That is to give you an idea of how old RGN is. Even though she does not purr, she does the basic job of taking me from place to place, croaky, rickety, and all. But something happened this Monday as I was going to the shops on an impromptu errand, which I might tell you all about someday. For today let’s focus on cars, even though I am the most clueless in that department. I cannot tell one car model from the next, maybe that’s why I’m still with my Queen because that’s what Regina means. I digress, let me tell you about the thoughts i thunk(😄) as I drove my daughter’s newer model of a car. Anyway, so Regina got the hiccups on our impromptu shops run, and I told myself let this be the end, she has run a good race. I needed to get to my appointments and stuff though and that's where the 2019 car comes in. As I was driving I realized that I have been missing out on the fun. I would have driven all the way to Durban, had I the chance I tell you! It was such a blissful experience! The driving itself was so light, not to mention that I could go from zero to high speed in a matter of seconds. In my youth I used to fantasize about being a race-car driver, so when I was behind that steering, I could almost see myself dreaming that dream again, maybe I’m too old now, I don’t know. (shrugs). Everything was heavenly except I had to be careful in using the pedals because my old gal needs a little bit more coaxing, and this one-year-old just needed a light touch and that's it. But I had a sense of hesitancy and insecurity even as I was enjoying the simplicity and ease of driving in this car. Fast forward to this morning, I drove my husband’s car, an old model as well but not as old as mine. One which I find quite heavy for me whenever I drive it. But i was more at ease in it than with my daughter's car, going as far as to anticipate its usual shenanigans. As i compared my response to these three vehicles, I realized that's my response to change sometimes. Faced with a shiny new possibility, which is everything I need, i find myself fumbling and feeling like I am unsuitable, but bring on the old , worn out and obsolete, my reflexes kick in and i get comfortable. It may even be that it's as old as my Regina, and has brought as many tears, and sighs, but the attachment keeps me from admitting that its time to part ways and move on. Today i want to challenge you to embrace the new thing, uncomfortable as it may be, it is the best thing. Growth comes when we dare to dream bigger and be willing to step out of comfort, to be open to learning new coping mechanisms and leave behind the old ones we have held on to so much so that we defer to them without even thinking. Be brave enough to take the plunge into the Unknown, who knows you might actually love it. Remember any change is uncomfortable, so dont run away when it seems like it's a bit unusual, that's where growth happens. Face it head on and enjoy it!
Here's a song from Frozen 2 for your enjoyment;
https://youtu.be/3SM_jDj_Cms
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