Several years ago, my husband and I took a business trip to Boston, and were introduced to “roundabouts”. Having never been on one before, we weren’t sure how they worked. They had two and sometimes three lanes going around.
And then we got stuck in the inner circle.
We had to go around several times to be able to work our way to the outside and finally exit the “roundabout”.
Now the town I live in has begun implementing “roundabouts” at the intersections. How many of you have had trouble understanding exactly how “roundabouts” work?
I’ve been behind cars that totally stop before entering the circle. We have been in the circle headed around when a car coming from a side street did not stop. When we about hit her, she yelled at us for not merging.
Are you stuck in the inner circle of a “roundabout”?
Do you know how to get out?
Are you being yelled at for not doing it correctly?
How long have you been going in circles?
At the age of 30, single and with three children, I was stuck in the inner circle of a roundabout. There seemed to be no way out.
And then my older brother arrived at my door, having driven to Nebraska from Colorado to ask me very important questions. The questions kept coming. After two hours, I was in tears and still did not understand how to get out of my “roundabout”. But he persevered.
I finally began to understand that I had three answers to every question he asked me.
“My mother said so.”
“My church said so.”
“What would people think?”
It became evident, even to me, that I lived my life for others.