Adele is in grade 9 now and takes the Mississauga bus to school. She has to catch the 7:15 am bus in order to get to school on time. Since the bus stop is about 1 km away, I had decided to drop her off in the mornings. It's a short 3-minute roundtrip and it's one of the most mundane things in the day, but I have grown to cherish it.
On most days, we just sit in the car silently because both of us are not fully awake yet and feeling a little grumpy. On some days, I will ask her what's going on that day or nag her for the umpteenth time about when she was going to start looking for a summer job. On rarer occasions, we'd be racing down Tenth Line trying to beat the bus to the next stop, because she dragged her feet going out the door and missed the bus. But what it is on each and every single day is that it's our one-on-one time. I would prefer to see it as time I get to spend with her, and not time I have to spend driving her to the bus stop.
Do I wish to sleep in a bit more everyday? Yes! Or do I rather have uninterrupted "me time" on the days that I wake up earlier to work on my own stuff? Yes too! But at the end of every drive, when she steps out of the car, she turns around and peers into the car again and says, "Thanks Dad for dropping me off. Have a good day!" I wouldn't trade a million dollars for that.
Adele, thanks for letting me drive you every morning and be the person you can rely on to help you get to your destination. I love you and happy birthday! (Sorry for embarrassing you with this post! 😂)
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