You weren’t everything I had expected you to be. I hit some hard bottoms to realize that in the middle of the week. But what I didn’t see coming was what happened at Prom.
I had always thought Prom would be something special and new. A night I would remember. The $150 dress, the hair, make up, nails (actually the nails were) would be worth it. And even if going alone was how prom would turn out for me, it would still be fun. It was fun for the first hour when I literally danced my stress away. I had SO much fun. Then the next hour rolled around and I was tired. I retreated to the fancy marble covered bathroom with the prom queen runner up and the skinny version Julia Roberts. We talked about their dates and the music at the dance to chew up some time. But it wasn’t enough. I then asked a couple people in my group if they wanted to take a break, none did. So i stepped outside into the lonely abyss of the courtyard. What a beautiful night it was. A bit chilly but the stars in the sky were beautiful. “If only people could be satisfied with this view” I thought to myself. What I wanted more than anything that night was to leave and be with God. Last hour I finally got some time to relax as I listened to Emily talk about her life. Man alive, I loved that more than anything! She is so funny and my friends don’t really understand her. I had a great time at Prom, it just wasn’t the kind of prom that usually goes in the story books :)
So I ask,
Prom, why the expectations? Why the narrow view? Why are you supposed to be the same experience for everyone? Because I think all of the assumptions are wrong and Prom is something small and simple. It’s probably not even half a page in the book of life. Because in real, Prom is just a dance. A time when hormone charged teenagers can jump around (and or rub their butts together) to feel something or be something that only lasts a moment, a couple words on a page.