A new identity

  In the past 36 years, I have gradually take on different identities: a daughter, a sister, a grandchild, a great grandchild, a student for 19 years, a wife for 9 years, a mother for Gege for 7 years,  a mother for Didi for 4 years, a student again for 2 years, a teacher for 12 years, a group leader for half a year. These identities all depend on personal relationships, which involve feelings and emotions. I think after years of practicing, I am making progress in these identities. 

    Two days ago, I officially took on a new identity. Boya left the car to me and I was in complete charge of it now. But I did not do so well in the past two days. Two accidents happened both because of my carelessness. These two accidents were both rear end collision and they happened when I was trying to turn around. I did have an accurate sense of the distance between my car head and the trunk of the car in front of me. I paid my price for the two accidents and they have raised an alarm for me to really pay attention to driving safety. 

    This got me realize that being a driver is such a distinctive identity from other previous ones that I took. Being a driver is a highly demanding job and it allows zero carelessness. It does not require passion or sentiments or feelings. All it requires it 100% carefulness, which is challenging to me as I consider myself a quite spontaneous person. 

    I hope I really learnt a lesson from the two accidents: One can never be too careful on the road.