For years, I dreamed of going to the ball. I imagined my hair, long and sleek. My professionally done face and nails. My Cinderella gown, baby blue and shimmering in the moonlight. Most of all my prince – the person who loved me more than anyone else, to treat me like a princess. The ball would be the beginning of our happily ever after.
Well, two weeks ago, my dream came true – in a way I never would have imagined. I was given tickets to a benefit dinner (with entertainment and dancing) at Playhouse Square. The event was a black tie affair, and I needed a guest if I wanted to secure my spot. Well, having been dateless for almost 20 years, I got very discouraged. It was important that I attend this event. Not only was it a dream come true, but I knew one of the artists on the restoration project. I HAD to go to this event!
With a new found determination, I thought of the most important people in my life. Who would I want to bless the most with this once in a lifetime opportunity? One person came to mind over everyone else – mom.
Mom. One of only 2 humans who love me unconditionally. One of 2 humans that I love unconditionally. I got to dress up to the nines without worrying if I did enough. She could dress to the nines without worrying that she wouldn’t impress her date. I could eat my dinner without worrying if I had leftover food particles in unattractive places. I didn’t have to work about having 2 left feet. I just got to enjoy being me – no pretense. And most of all I got to go to this ball with my mom.