Nervous?
I was less nervous getting married
I was less nervous speaking in front of a crowd of 5,000 people
I was less nervous going into military training
This was serious business.
This was a High School Homecoming Dance
The girl?
She was breathtaking
Emotionally, mentally, physically
And from everything I’d read and observed
I was going to need my breath
In order to dance
Something I’d never done
Even alone
The thing about ignorance:
It’s paralyzing
How to get started at a dance
How to dance fast
How to dance slow
How not to look like an unusually dorky jellyfish
So, I did what I’ve always done
I told her
We had just arrived
After dinner
Sitting at a table with friends
And I said to her
“I’ve never danced in my life
I’m not sure what to do.”
She told me
Watch what other people do
Do that
No one really cares
Just move
So after more nervous moments
We got up and headed to the dance floor
Why
In every society
At the most self-conscious point in a person’s life
You are introduced to the most embarrassing activities
Is another example
Of God’s sense of humor
But I found myself doing it
And gradually
I found myself enjoying it
I really enjoyed watching her
Enjoying herself
And
When we got to a slow dance
I realized
I might just actually love this dancing thing
There on the dance floor
Surrounded by classmates whose opinions terrified me earlier that evening
I forgot everything
Except her
And me
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You’ve captured the awkwardness of that age so well!