I tend to become very anxious when driving in bad weather. My mom is the same way, or maybe I am the same as my mom. Either way, I don't drive when it's raining really hard or when there's a chance for a lot of snow.
Today the forecast called for snow, and a quick accumulation between 11 & 1. My job does not close down on "snow days", so at 1:00 I found myself driving home. The roads were awful, and half way between Holliston and Milford my driver's side windshield wiper broke. And yet, I did not panic. I drove slowly, in mostly 2nd gear, through Milford to my driveway. I skidded a few times and almost wasn't able to stop at a red light, but I kept my cool and made it home safely.
I am grateful that I allowed myself the opportunity to drive in the snow. Normally, I would have cancelled my visits and sat at home watching the snow pile up outside the window. Today, I did not let my anxiety make a decision for me. I drove in a snow storm, and while I do not plan to make this a regular occurrence, I am proud of this accomplishment.
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