Moms and The Car Rides of Our Lives

Life is a journey and our moms spend a lot of time in the car with us along the way. Love, care, obligation and responsibility are usually the motivating factors. The mileage put in by most moms should win them a driving award. Taking time out of our day, month, and year to appreciate the impact moms make in our lives reminds us how special they are.

Our cars serve as a perfect vehicle (pun intended) to showcase our moms’ gracious contribution to our lives.

The trip home from the hospital. With the car seat properly installed, your mom is with you on your very first car ride home. You don’t remember the ride, but your mom does. Safety is of the essence and your mom is there to protect you. It won’t be the last time that happens. She’s only getting started.

The rides to school and extra-curricular activities. Every mom was an Uber or Lyft driver before it was the “in” thing to do. If you are of a certain age, seat belts were optional so the fact that your mom got you safely to your destination was that much more impressive. Before budget cuts, buses let moms off the hook for school drop-offs and pick-ups. Now, they could give a New York taxi driver a run for their money when it comes to getting a kid where they need to be.

Teaching you how to drive. Bravo to the brave moms who dared to slide in beside you and teach you how to drive. Some moms deferred this duty to the dads, not due to a lack of ability. But rather, a tendency to worry and loudly respond to highway surprises. She may have worried about you, but you knew that meant she cared.

Turning over the keys. Think of the emotional transition your mom went through to relinquish control once you got your driver’s license. She no longer had the ultimate control over where you were going and how safe you were going to be. This was a huge coming-of-age time for you and your mom. It also allowed your mom a bit of freedom as you served as a built-in errand runner because you liked to drive.

Watching you leave home. Whether it was leaving to go to college or moving out your mom watched you drive away from her and the life you had together. Life would be different from this point on. Sure it was hard, but it was time to grow up and forge a life of your own. It wasn’t the end of your life with your mom, but it was definitely a turning of the page. Life would be different. Your car rides with your mom drastically diminished.

You return the favor. You reach that point in life when your mom is in her sunset years. Another shift occurs. She may become unsure of her driving abilities, or they may be taken away from her for health reasons. You see her life and her freedoms start to lessen. This is the time when you return all the favors that she afforded you in your younger years. If this becomes your role in your family know that it is a very meaningful, vital role. You are your mom’s freedom. Helping her get to doctor and hair appointments, go shopping, and run errands helps her feel like a productive part of society. It really is an awesome way to pay her back for all the mileage she accrued for you when you were growing up. It also gives you a chance to spend precious time with your mom while you still can.

If our cars could talk they would tell many tales of traveling with our moms. Without moms, the ride of our lives would certainly be boring. They drive us to new heights and we thank them for being attentively behind the wheel.

The team at Becker Tire wants to take this blog time to celebrate all the moms who make a difference in the lives of others. Bravo to you and to the awesome job you do.

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Written by Anne Kruse