Right of Way

This evening on the drive home from work I encountered a very unusual circumstance. I was on I-215 and cruising along at about 65 mph, windows down, radio turned up when suddenly from my peripheral vision I see a pigeon from the left flying toward my car. Birds always get out of the way, now, don’t they so I wasn’t too concerned until suddenly the collision occurred. In through my window flew the bird, wings flapping and panicking. I, of course, panicked as well, wouldn’t you? I ducked my head, closed my eyes and next thing I knew the bird had flown out the passenger window. As I looked in my rear view mirror I saw the bird begin to falter, and I think it had injured its wing. The whole ordeal only lasted a few seconds but it certainly left me a bit shaky.

I know what many of you are thinking…”What? You closed your eyes and ducked while driving 65 mph on the freeway?” Yes, I know, not entirely clever but the damn bird scared the bejeezus out of me and I bet you would have done the same thing too. But, once I had collected my wits, I asked myself if the incident could have been avoided. Should I have yielded the right of way to bird? If so, how would I have done that? Should I have slowed down? Slammed on the brakes, what would have been the result if I had done that? A much dangerous circumstance could have happened, you know Utah drivers, they love to tail gate and although I can’t guarantee it, chances were that someone was tail gating me. What would have happened to the person or people behind; something worse than what happened to the bird? So many what if’s.

And then I started thinking about life and the chance encounters we all have. And the choices we have to make in our lives, especially those wherein we have to decide whether to take the right of way or yield it to someone else.

Prior to getting married I had never had a boyfriend, not in high school, not in college, not after college (although I had fallen in love with someone unavailable…but that’s another story), hadn’t even dated the ex. We met online, in two different countries and our courtship was entirely online and over the phone. We met for two weeks in person during which time we became engaged and three months later we were married. I’ve been single now for about two years and still haven’t really dated anyone.

Sure, I’ve been on dates, many of you have been privy to my dating adventures; always first dates, never much more. Aside from that one where we became great friends and I, again, fell in love but even then we weren’t “dating” at least not in his mind.

So, I now have really no idea how to date someone. I don’t understand the natural progression of relationships, nor how to just let it be and develop. The rules of the road are so clear and understandable. We are all taught when first driving when to yield and when to take the right of way. But when it comes to dating there are no rules. There are no street signs shouting out to me “Alison, yield” or better yet, “Stop”. There are also none that say to me that I have the right of way and can just keep on going.

Dating is more like the bird incident this evening. You kind of have to see it coming from the corner of your eye and keep an eye on it with caution. Sometimes you have to duck your head and close your eyes and hope for the best and hope that everyone will come out safely and, in the end, happy. But you can never really know how it’s going to end up right at the beginning. Should you proceed with caution, in an attempt to save yourself from heartache or heart break? Or should you go full steam ahead, enjoy the ride and know that you’re having fun but risk the possible heartache?