Remember the prom?
The subject came up last week as the local high school had their prom this past weekend. A friend of mine's son was going. He's a sophomore and his girlfriend is a (COUGAR!) senior. So four or five of us started a little walk down memory lane.
The ridiculous hairdos, the acres of taffeta, the bad make-up jobs, the awkwardness... For most of the others, prom was not a good memory.
My own prom experiences were nice, however. I went both my junior and senior years. Same date. He and I were an "established couple", so there was no awkwardness and no stress about getting a date. In a lot of ways, that guy was sort of my first husband.
Ah yes, young love. The stomach butterflies, the closeness, the raging
hormones.... the drama, the tears, the drama, the making up, the drama, the co-dependence, the drama, more drama.
So yeah, eventually it ended. All in a rather emotional blaze of glory. But prom..
Prom was okay.