When I started thinking about this post, I realized I have lots of fears.
All irrational.
But this one tops the list: I HATE driving in the rain.
I have no terrifying personal experience on which to base this fear. I've had two wrecks in my life. The first one was in the rain, but it was more a drizzle, and it had more to do with me not slowing down soon enough. The second one was on loose gravel (another thing I have a deep abiding respect for now).
It was after the second wreck that my fear of driving in the rain started to creep up on me. I guess it's more a fear of not having control of a vehicle. Or of people around me not having control of their vehicles.
Now, it's not that I WILL NOT drive in the rain. I refuse to let it cripple me. But I'm that granny driver that will creep along at 45 mph. And I am praying the entire time for the rain to stop (one time it actually did--which was a total blessing because I was on the verge of a panic attack), for cars to slow down, for everyone to arrive at their destinations safely.
Go around.
I don't mind.
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