I must admit, I never wanted to think about the moment where my little girl would be asked by a boy to be his date to a school formal dance. Suddenly I realized that she was no longer the little girl running around with her toys, but a 15 year old who is bloomming like a flower in the spring in front of my eyes. Chills went down my spine!
When I first learned about the dance, I did not know who this boy was, so I told my daughter that the condition to letting her go was that I would meet the parents and the boy way before the dance. The parents came with their son and formally asked permission to take her to the dance. I was beyond myself, this boy was so scared but found so much courage to do what I felt was the right thing. He met us and asked formally to take my baby to the dance. Well, today was the day! I was a nerve rack all day. I knew that 8 teen couples were going on a rented limo and when I dropped my daughter off at one of the girls' house, all the parents were there celebrating the occassion. I was so paralized by fear but at the same time very emotional and aware that my baby had grown so quickly! As each girl made their entrance coming down the stairs, one at a time, my little girl was among them, so beautiful, so innocent, so tall! While the well-dressed boys cheered at the bottom of the stairs for each of their "dates" with much anticipation.
Has anyone felt this way? Am I too off left field with my feelings or worries?