Driving

My dad's wife, Karen, gave Kate her first driving lesson today. My dad should have been the one teaching her (as he did me) but he is unable to drive on his own. I know it is a little thing, but I just wanted my dad to be able to teach my daughter something. My dad wasn't around much to teach me many skills, but driving was one of those...and it meant a lot to me for him to be able to do the same for Kate. It was one of those bittersweet days: the pang of not seeing my dad waving from the car, but instead sitting inside the garage by himself. I watched my baby grow up today and my dad wasn't able to share in it. That hurt.