A few weeks ago on a Sunday afternoon my girls and I played dress up in my old prom dresses. It’s hard to believe that I have held on to them for over twenty years now (I’m crossing my fingers that sequins make a comeback). It was so fun talking to my girls about my memories on those precious nights. I had a very serious boyfriend. I can really say that because I ended up marrying the guy…we will be married 18 years this December. I remember wanting everything to be perfect. I had the dress and shoes ready to go and my hair appointment set. Ryan had the car rented and the restaurant for dinner picked out. The day arrived and things weren’t so perfect. My hair I had picked out in the magazine didn’t look the way the hairdresser designed it. I told her I liked it when I really didn’t. I remember going home and going straight to the bathroom to wash it and redo. Why? Ugh! I remember beginning to sweat as the clock ticked down. I still had my make-up to do. The doorbell rang and my date had arrived. He looked handsome in his black tux with red cumberbon to match my strapless red sequin gown. My dad made small talk with him while my mom helped me zip up my dress and put on the finishing touches. Everyone was doting and telling me how beautiful I was, but inside there was a voice much louder.
I helped him put on his corsage, and he took my hand and walked me to the car. As he closed his door he looked deeply into my eyes and told me he had never seen me look so beautiful. I was snippy back and rejected the compliment. I was very insecure in myself. He took my hands and said, “Listen to me! This is going to be a night that we will always remember. We have the choice to make it the very best or it can be one of the worst. It’s up to you. Please relax and try to enjoy the evening and believe me when I say you are stunning.” My man was speaking truth to me and it finally began to sink in. I had a choice. I could stop listening to the lies swimming in my head, or I could believe the people that loved me and were speaking sweet truths to me. I am so glad I started to listen and soften. I gave him a kiss on the cheek and told him he was right and I was sorry. He put the car in reverse and away we went to our dinner before the ball. I can’t remember all of our conversation we had that evening, but I do remember there was so much laughter. We were carefree and enjoying life to its fullest. We dreamed together, and we danced the night away. I remember neither one of us ever wanting to sit down. We literally danced to every song…slow, fast, hip hop, country…we danced to it all. We were the last ones to leave. I felt like Cinderella and I didn’t want the clock to strike midnight and end.
It’s that time of year when many will be dressed up and going out on the town. May I speak a few words to you that I hope you will choose to listen to. Don’t go for perfect…it doesn’t exist. Don’t listen to lies or be insecure in yourself. Hold your head up high and go ROCK the night away. Have a BLAST! Laugh hard and DANCE!!! Don’t get wasted on alcohol and drugs. It will rob you of your precious memories. I promise you don’t have to have them to have a good time. You guys are funny, smart, gorgeous and handsome. There is so much life ahead of you. Don’t make a choice that could cause harm to your future. Remain true to YOU! To all of my BHS students…Mrs. Coe LOVES you! Have a blast this weekend and take lots of pictures. I can’t wait to see them. #truth #gloryup