Driving Ms. Grandmother

25403620 1983 Mercury Zephyr Thumb

Unlike Driving Ms. Daisy my grandmother was a pleasure to drive around.

25403620 1983 Mercury Zephyr Thumb
25403620 1983 mercury zephyr thumb

You see I had the honor of driving her places in a car that was 12 years old. It was the slowest Mercury Zepher I had ever driven. It was the slowest thing I had ever driven. Before driving that I used to drive an ATV/4-wheeler that had more power and performance. I even drove lawnmowers that had more power. It went 0-60 in 20 seconds. Driving on the highway was a nightmare to get up to speed. It was like a turtle and completely unsafe.

Yet I was glad to have the car so that she could go where she wanted, and it was what she could afford. Even at the time, it was the entry-level model and behind the times technologically. As the years passed, it got rusty and more unsafe and was a death trap on wheels. It was unsafe and it was something that should have been trashed way before it was.

Why am I sharing this? In this car, I braved dangerous snowy, wet, rainy roads and helped her have a life. As much as I hated driving this car, the reason for driving it couldn’t be more clear. There is an old saying “He who has a why to live can bear almost any how.” This car was one of the reasons that I overbought cars in the future. I didn’t want to be vulnerable again like that.

Now this isn’t a humblebrag to talk about what a great person I am for driving my grandmother around. It was only fair for the babysitting she did for me growing up, and for the love and guidance that she gave me in my life. I would have done anything for her, and when you love someone you don’t count the cost or effort. When I see people complain about doing things for those they supposedly love, it is so clear that no love exists. Love isn’t just for benefits, it also is about wanting what is best for the other person.

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Selfish love isn’t love at all. It is a wolf wearing sheep’s clothing.