To all my fellow Writers Market peeps, I'm freaking out!  Normally, I only loose it when I've had enough of something.. but today, i still feel the need to sob like a baby.  My daughter announced last week it was time to get her learners permit!

Today, we drove to the DMV in a neighboring town to have her take the test.  Of course she passed -(she's a smartie!)  This evening she decided that she wanted to drive my KIA Sorento.  Now hear this..  She scared me a little!

She gets into the drivers seat and starts out our driveway (after belting in and checking her mirrors and such), as i tell her to use the break (a little), we stop dead and the rocks crunch loudly underneath the tires, as our bodies lunge forward.  My husbands standing on the front porch smiling ear to ear, my heart is beating wildly.  I then begin to wonder, when we get out onto the pavement, is she going to kill us both? Thankfully, that didn't happen, and she was more afraid than i was. 

I tried to keep my hand near the steering wheel at her lap, as she holds the wheel tightly winding her fingers around it in an unbreakable death grip.  I steered her away from the edge a few times and back into our lane when needed, forcing against her unbreakable hold. 

We go to clean the church and when we are done.. she wants to drive home IN THE DARK!   Enter two cars and the high beam headlights- which i tell her to dim; as she hits the switch and turns on her turn signal accidentally, smacking it again with her hands since we are not turning anywhere, as i lean in to steer-because she is not watching where we are going.

We arrive home and she tries to turn into my usual parking spot in the driveway, smacking the gas and spinning tires. 

OH MY LORD!  I thought we might hit the house.  She's then all calm, cool and collected and giggling that she did it; and i want to cry.  I just gave my fifteen year old daughter her key to "grown-up hood".  I don't freakin' like it one bit!

I'm wondering, my fellow friends- if this type of panic could show up in one of my characters very, very soon!

Am I the only one who feels like she is loosing someone slowly, fearing for lives, and hoping the next time..she can hold the wheel on her own without my help?

You thought this would all be about writing didn't you?  Sorry.. this time it's real life creeping in.