I can think of many wonderful experiences regarding riding in a car.  Over my lifetime it has often been one of the only places where I had time to myself.  Time to pray, relax, and prepare myself for whatever was next on my agenda.  For the most part, driving a car has always been a peaceful experience.  Yes, I lived in Boston, Philadelphia, and New York City, so I understand traffic and frustration, but for me, it was all part of my daily routine.  I chose to view it as a time to recharge. 

This past week I saw a quote on social media, I did a quick search on the quote to make sure that it was backed up with research.  The quote read, “70% of kids leave youth sports by age 13 and the number one reason is the car ride home.”  That quote hit me hard. 

I remember back to a time when I was single and watching youth sports.  The kids ran off the field to see those that were cheering for them.  The moment those who loved them started to pick apart their game, the children’s faces would change and they stopped listening. 

Once in the car, the child has few ways to escape constructive criticism or what they hear as criticism.  After having children I worked at talking about the positive.  It is hard not to help those you love with a quick tip.  But timing is important and often our helpful hints are not taken as such.

The car rides to and from activities were some of my favorite moments with my children.  There were definitely a few car rides gone bad, but those were not the norm.  The conversation was very different depending on which child or how many children I had in the car. 

I enjoyed the car ride and knew that whoever was in the car, wanted approval and love.  They didn’t want to answer numerous questions or for me to pick apart their game.  They wanted me to listen and they wanted love. 

It didn’t matter if my children earned a spot on the field or the court, I still enjoyed watching them participate on a team.  Those times were tough, but I loved seeing them grow as good teammates.  If they didn’t play that particular day, I told them I loved watching their team play.  And then I listened.

If my children ask me a specific question, they know that I will give them the truth as I see it.  That did not always go well, but I put effort into answering with love.  Sometimes I didn’t answer the question but would reply with what I saw them do well.  They then had the choice of asking again or letting it go. 

The statistic indicates that being a chauffeur for our children can negatively influence their choice to continue playing a sport.  With effort, chauffeuring our children can also provide an opportunity to spread love and encouragement. 

The real question is, how do we treat those we love?  How can we better cultivate love and provide a nurturing environment for others?  We can be purposeful about showing kindness, compassion, and love while listening to the needs of those around us.  Relax, listen, and enjoy the ride.

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