No offense but….
It’s probably never a good idea to start a blog post OR a conversation with those three words.
The other day I was talking to someone. Someone I don’t know very well. Someone who doesn’t know me very well either. We were talking in a small group when she said this:
“No offense, but I will never be one of those mini van driving moms. I just could never do it.”
I said nothing. I AM one of those mini van driving moms. I was confused. I didn’t know driving a mini van shoved me into a category in which I would be deemed good or bad or “that kind of a person”.
It’s a car.
What does it, or could it possibly say about me?
That I am practical? That I am a mother? That I don’t want my kids touching each other so I need to drive a car big enough that they can all be arms length distance from one another to avoid screaming at all costs?
Because those things are all true.
But I honestly don’t understand those people who look at a vehicle like it’s some kind of extension of your being. It’s a way to get around, people. It’s a way to get around and have your kids get out of the car without having to swing open a door which if you have ever had a child you know what a hazard that is when parked next to other vehicles.
I know that this woman “didn't mean any offense” but didn't she make a judgment about me and other moms like me? Like that we were something lesser than because we did something as uncool or cliche as buying a car with sliding doors?
I know this lady isn’t alone in her assessment. I have heard lots of friends and family say things similar, even those who read this blog and I would really like to know…
What is the big deal with driving a mini van?
I promise I won’t judge, and I would love some feedback.