I haven't posted in a while. I have been busy with work. However, this weekend provided something that had to be written.
I worry about my son. He has had issues with the other kids teasing him. He is a great kid, but acts "different". We all know what that can lead to in grade school. One thing that he loves to do around the house is dance. I can't do it because I am too self-conscious. He, on the other hand, could care less what others think about it.
Saturday was the first "mixer" of the year at school. It is for the 6-8th grade kids, including other schools. They do them to raise funds. My son wanted to go. I worried about how he would be treated and if we would have any fun. Turns out, I'm an idiot.
He danced by himself in the middle of a crowd of nearly 500 kids. At one point, he was dancing in a circle of kids, and he was pretty good. People even told him so. He did what he wanted without worrying what others might say. And he had a great time.
No matter how hard we want to protect our kids, we don't know what is going to happen. All I could do was pray that it would turn out OK. God did me one better. He gave my son a night of enjoyment that I would have denied him. I learned a valuable lesson about who should be in charge of my son's life. It's not me.
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