As they grow older, our children are constantly gaining more independence and a need to distance themselves from their parents. It’s their own way of making their mark on the world; a sort of can-do attitude with us as a safety net. It’s not something that we even think about, but it can hurt when their need to go out and do things goes against what you know to be safe, morally right or what you want to happen/do. Unfortunately, it’s a learning curb for both them and you, and it’s one of the rites of passage for growing up. That doesn’t mean that you can’t do certain things to help them – especially if they’re learning to drive.
I didn’t learn to drive at 17. I waited a few years. Thinking back now I have no idea why. When I started learning to drive I was a scaredy cat. I honestly thought I would never pass my test let alone go out and buy my first car.
I remember that first lesson. My driving instructor was called Chris, a nice bloke who was very patient. I suppose all driving instructors need to have some sort of patience and calmness about them. So that first lesson he picked me up from my mum and dads and drove me to our local leisure centre car park. I just hoped no one saw me as it was across the road from where I worked!