Each Spring, the inevitable “lake” forms in the center of my driveway, as time has passed, wear and tear have caused the foundation to sink into the ground. I do not have the means to repair the driveway, and each year I wonder if I will be able to take the car out of the garage and navigate across the lake without submerging my vehicle.
This year my concerns regarding the lake shifted to my grandchildren, who have to leave the school bus on the road opposite my driveway, and somehow, circumnavigate the lake, with only a muddy lawn as an alternate route.
Pondering this dilemma, I remarked to Ayden, my “almost 8” year old grandson, “Ayden, what are you going to do when you get off the bus tomorrow and see that huge lake in our driveway!?” For me, it was more an expression of exasperation than a question.