Pulling up to the school tonight to drop Matthew off at his first dance of the year he stated that “the nerves were kicking in.” His buddy wasn’t going he didn’t think but that didn’t stop Matt.
When he was leaving the van I told him, “Matt, people can be kinda like dogs…they can sense fear. Put on your brave face, hold your head high and go have a great time.” Off he went.
Mike and I sat with our phones in our hands expecting a text. A text that didn’t come. Twenty minutes before the dance got out I headed back to the school. He was one of the first out of the building but he stayed until the end.
Upon entering the van all I heard was “I danced slow and fast, I sang, I requested a song, I loved the music, I want to be a DJ when I grow up, there were a bunch of teachers there and they were all having fun with the kids” and on and on and on the whole way home.
He loved the way the adrenalin rush of the whole night made him feel and he’s let it well be known that he plans to go to every dance this year.
The little things continue to be so huge. And his smile couldn’t be any bigger.
Until next time…