It was a typical day in the car with my brother, sister and mom in the driver seat. Who knew where we were going, we were constantly in the car driving somewhere. That's what happens when three kids are within 2.5 years of each other. There's always somewhere to go, and we had to travel together.
I remember being in the back seat, my eyes on the road. My mom approached a stop sign. Thinking back to this moment now, I can correctly categorize her stop as a "rolling stop." No one was around. To stop completely at this stop sign at the four way intersection in rural Connecticut was pretty much a courtesy.
"Mom," I said, "you didn't stop at the stop sign."
My mom and my older brother, who was in the front seat, started giggling.
"Kim," my mom replied, "I'm not going to stop and have a cup of coffee."
My brother continued to laugh. "Good one mom."
Ok, I thought. I guess that was a legitimate stop then. Mom would never break the rules. Of course she wouldn't.
Fifteen years later I generously rolled through a stop sign in my new home town as I came off the highway. It was a sign most people treated as a yield sign, I observed over the few years I lived in the area.
It wasn't even 60 seconds later and I saw the lights in my rearview mirror.
"Good morning!" the cheery cop gave me a pleasant smile. "Do you know why I'm pulling you over?"
"Yea, I ran that stop sign back there."
"Wow. You are the first person I've run into who actually told me the truth. Most people lie to me. I'm going to give you a warning. Enjoy the rest of the day, and be sure to stop at the sign next time."
I have to thank my mom for instilling in me the value of honesty. However I only have her to blame for my driving skills.
I'm Kim. I like to work hard but not enough to stop having fun and enjoying life. I hope I never stop learning and exploring. Other people inspire me to be and do better every day. Read on for reflections on work and play.