Sunday, January 08, 2006

Driving by Braille

When I was a little girl, my father would occasionally drive over the center line of the road. Convinced he was the long-lost sibling of Mario Andretti, he had a tendency to drive a touch on the adventurous side. My mom would casually point out the fact that he was hogging the road. By this I mean she gasped at the oncoming traffic, sure we would meet our demise in a fiery blaze of crushed metal, and scream "You're in the wrong lane!"

Dad would simply look over at her and say, "I'm just driving by Braille."

Funny, how a silly little moment can transform into an epiphany. On my way to the grocery store today, I accidentally found myself driving on the little reflectors in the center of the road, the distinct thud, thud, thud under the tires. I heard my father's voice, whispering mischievously. Shel, you're driving by Braille.

When my father passed away six years ago I felt blind-sided, like a Mac truck slammed into me at 70 mph. With my younger sister out of commission due to childbirth, and my older sister frozen in a blizzard of grief, I took on the daunting task of funeral arrangements. I didn't realize until today that, through that week, I had been driving by Braille.

No experience to date has haunted me as my father's untimely death, but there have been many of life's moments I find myself plowing through, oblivious to the answers of the problem at hand. I always manage to find my way into the light, with faith, perseverance, and my father's wisdom left to me in unknown lessons.

Sometimes, you can't see the path before you. Sometimes, you just have to feel your way blindly. Driving by Braille.

4 comments:

Jenna Glatzer said...

Beautiful writing... and I kind of just want to reach through the computer and give you a big hug.

Proud of you for sharing this.

Mac said...

That's a gorgeous post, Spook. Thank you for that.

Big hugs!

Frank Baron said...

Good stuff Spook. I love that concept.

Will probably thief it. ;)

Lori said...

A very touching post, Spookster.