When Son #1 (47 in September) turned sixteen, he naturally got his driver’s license.
However, it’s this same kid who, while practicing to drive and learning to backup in our driveway, also watched in the rearview mirror to backup and almost ran the car through the front door.
He did manage to stop…after he hit the front porch post and knocked it sideways!
Expecting the worst, he hid behind me when Father came home and…well…all was okay. Because the post was just pushed askew and easily fixed and all was forgiven. Son breathed a huge sigh of relief and promised to not use the rearview mirror to navigate backwards.
Then came the first time he got to drive the car by himself and go see his friends. Whew! Now, that’s a biggy! For both teenager and parents.
At that time, the front door had sidelights. As Son set out on his own for the first time, Hubs and I stood watching, each at a sidelight. Staring into the face of a new horizon, we held our breath and waited for our hearts to stop fibrillating. And we prayed for safety as Son #1 steered the car out of the driveway. He drove off not only into a new experience of life but also into the brink of maturity.
We continued to wave…and pray…through all the daily departures and special moments of his life.
And that’s when the tradition started: waving goodbye at the front door. Whoever left our home got a wave…and usually a prayer…from the front door. (Well, except for the unsolicited salesmen.) Though not all have noticed us standing there waving.
Even after moving to a new home, we continued to wave to Son #1 and then to Son #2, as that brink of maturity came for him. We waved…and prayed…through all his daily departures and special moments of life.
Then came the time to wave at Daughter as she entered her brink of maturity. So, we continued to wave…and pray…through all her daily departures and special moments of life as well.
Waving goodbye at the front door has now been a tradition for 31 years. Though for the last 14 years, most waves and prayers have been for Hubs. But right now, the frequency of waving has stepped up its pace as our daughter and (my favorite) son-in-law recently moved back to town and are living with us while they search for a house. Which they just bought. It’s that one house that spoke home to them.
They will move out of our home and into their new home in about a month or as soon as the bank closes the deal. And the house is just a couple streets over from us in our neighborhood. Yay! Happy Momma and Dad!
So, can we dig out anything for a spiritual takeaway? Yup. We can…
*For one thing, we cannot use a rearview mirror to look backwards. It never works. Always causes a collision.
*We wave goodbye to many things during our time on earth, like childhood and teen years, friends and other relationships, school and work, loved ones as they move on from this world, but we move on.
*Isn’t waving goodbye also waving hello? Hello, new maturity! Hello, new experiences! Hello, new beginnings! Hello, new prayers! And even, hello new home!
*Unfortunately, not everyone recognizes the purpose of waving.
Standing at the entrance to heaven, my future new home, I’ll still be waving: waving goodbye to those I love and leave behind and waving hello to those I love and have missed for years. And waving hello to my new home!
What do you wave goodbye and hello to?