When I first got the Jeep, I noticed people I didn’t know were waving to me. I decided they must just think I’m someone else. Then it occurred to me that everyone waving and smiling at me was also driving a Jeep. I told my kids I thought there must be some kind of “Jeep Club” and they just rolled their eyes at me and told me I was crazy. But as they rode with me and saw the other Jeep owners waving and smiling every time we passed, they realized I was right! I asked a friend who has owned a Jeep for a long time about my imaginary phenomenon and he said, “Oh yeah! It’s awesome! I broke down the other day and three different Jeeps stopped to help me! You’re never alone when you’re driving a Jeep!”
I began to think, wouldn’t it be amazing if there was a club like this for everything in life? You know, a supportive group of people that are kind and friendly, and have your back. Although you are strangers, you are never really “alone” because you have this special bond. Everyone keeps an eye out for each other and stops to help instead of turning away and passing judgment. So, I’m proposing we create some other “clubs.”
Here are a few I personally need…
The mom-of-teenagers club
The empty-nest-is-about-to-happen club
The this-aging-thing-sucks club
The I-don’t-feel- like-working-out-but-I-know-I-should-so- I-feel-lazy club
The there-are-not-enough-hours-in-the-day-to-get-it-all-done club
The it-feels-harder-and-harder-to-maintain-my-friendships club
The where-in-the-world-did-these-love-handles-come-from club
The I-really-want-to-go-on-the-all-juice-diet-but-i-love-french-fries-too-much club
The being-a-mom-of-a-senior-is-stressful club
In these clubs we would never judge each other, only smile and wave each time we pass, with a knowing nod that we have each other’s backs, even though we don’t even know each other. We build each other up instead of tearing each other down and instead of snide remarks and jealousy; we complement and support anyone that needs it. There are no rules or initiations to be part of these clubs, if you want to be in it, you are.
Life is hard but it seems just a little easier each morning as I drive to work. The other day I counted seven waves and smiles on my morning commute. I’ve gotten my Jeep wave down to a science, friendly but not desperate. Unfortunately my husband is trying to ruin my Jeep Club reputation by purposely looking ridiculous when he waves back. See there…another club I need! The my-husband-can-be-extremely-annoying club…who wants in?!