Being a child of the 60's seatbelts were not a thing.
They were there, of course but no one used them.
Raised in small towns with two roads and a bayou between them,
we were taught that a seatbelt and electric windows would
cause us to drown if we went into the bayou, and lots
of people went into the bayou in my day.
Hence came the "antique seatbelt"
We all know of it, it is released at any sign of danger
or fast breaking for anything,
the old right arm and hand outstretched to the
front passenger by the driver.
Often my parent or a driving family member has used
this type of seatbelt on myself as I have also done.
Monday, driving home from Baton Rouge, the
car in the front of me had no breaks so I found
myself putting out the antique seatbelt, even though
the passengers seat was empty.
Which got my nostalgic mind thinking the way it does.
What a sign of love this is to the people we love.
A hug is a necessary thing for all of us, whether we
believe it or not. Covid has been hard for me because
hugs and close contact are not warranted right now.
So I was thinking about all the outstretched arm seatbelts
we have gotten or given over the course of our lifetimes.
As I pondered this thought I realized that this procedure
would not really protect the person sitting to our right,
but we still extend it.
It is a way of not using words to say,
"I care what happens to you, I love you, I will protect you
in any way I can..... I got you"
what a comfort to know that even in a world where not
many want to discuss feelings, this unspoken task
is one that is spoken world wide.
Share what this outstretched arm, this antique seatbelt means
to you whenever you extend it to someone you love.
Who knows, it may be just what they need to hear at any moment,
" I GOT YOU"
love to you all.
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