And so as the day progressed, it became time to get Ammon ready to go on his first date with our next door neighbor, Shelby Lane. They have been good friends for a long time. She used to work with him as a respite caregiver. She decided to invite him to the Sweethearts dance at the high school. Her mother called and talked to Jim first to make sure it would be ok with us. Ammon has been excited but not overly giddy. I asked him tonight if he was nervous. He said, 'No, no I'm not. I've been to my school dances before." Well, this is a high school dance and will be far different than his school dances after school. But he loves to get his groove on and do the boogey and I have a feeling that he will have the time of his life.
As they left for the dance, the tender feelings flooded through me. My youngest has gone on a date. I didn't know if he ever would and I don't know if he will again. My desires for him are no different than the desires I had for my other children. I want him to have great social experiences. I want people to get to know him well enough that they are not afraid to spend time with him or take him places. I want him to have hope for his future. It is difficult to imagine what his future will be like but hope carries me a long way. I worry about what will happen to him after his parents are gone. I worry about the hope this might give Ammon and whether or not the hopes will be dashed. But how can his hopes be dashed? He's so enthusiastic and loving that surely that will carry him through. Will it? I was hesitant to send him tonight because of expectations on his part for the future. Shouldn't he have expectations? Why shouldn't he? Of course he should! I think we are in for continuing adventures with this young man. Why am I crying tonight? Jim and I are finally alone for a couple of hours. For two or three hours we are truly empty nesters.... and that's good, isn't it?
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It was a really fun shower and you guys really outdid yourselves! Thank you again so very much. I love you guys. I am so glad Ammon got to go to the dance! So weird that he is 16.
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