They say having a child is like watching your heart walk around outside of your body.
Well, for 17 years now, I’ve been watching you – my heart – learn, grow and turn into the beautiful young woman that you are today. And pretty soon, you’ll be completing the ultimate teenage-to-young-adult rite of passage: prom.
My sweet daughter, there’s so much I want to tell you right now. I know most of this will be met with the world’s biggest eye-roll – but hey, isn’t that what moms are for?
You’re Beautiful (with or Without the Dress).
Getting dressed up is one of the best parts of prom. And you will look stunning. But you are just as beautiful without all of the sparkle and shine. Because your beauty starts on the inside, within your caring, compassionate heart.
I’m Always Here.
I still remember the first time you asked to pick out your own shampoo at the store. And look at you now. You don’t need my help choosing the right shoes or the perfect colour eyeshadow. But you can still ask me. Every now and then, you might even take my advice.
Pack Your Handbag Wisely.
Bring your phone charger (text me!), bandages in case your shoes give you blisters (they always do) and deodorant (one hundred teenage bodies plus one crowded gymnasium? You can do the math).
Let yourself get lost in the music. Dance. Laugh. You might spill punch on your dress. You might not get to dance with that one guy. Your curls might fall half an hour into the evening. But you’ll be surrounded by your friends, with your whole exciting life ahead of you. Whatever happens, you’ll have some amazing memories to hold on to.
Trust Your Gut.
Someone might pressure you to do things you don’t want to do. They might even try to make you think that you’re not good enough or cool enough. Stay true to yourself and what you feel is right. If you listen to your heart, it will never lead you astray.
Wash Your Face.
No matter how tired you are when you get home, wash your face and brush your teeth before you go to bed. And take the bobby pins out of your hair – those things hurt!
Let me Cry.
When it comes time to watch my heart walk out the door on the big night, let me break down in that moment – just a little bit. Let me shed tears of joy for the amazing woman you’ve become. And a few tears of sadness for the sweet little girl you once were.
Don’t worry about me and don’t ask why. Just hand me some tissues and give me a hug. You’ll understand when you have a daughter.