Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Barbie Goes to Prom

This past weekend, my baby girl went to her senior prom. What an exciting time, not to mention expensive, but we won't dwell on that right now :-)

Let's face it, by the time our kids our seniors, we've invested 17-18 years of blood, sweat, and tears in their upbringing. We have a lifetime of dreams for them, which they seldom fall in line with because they have they have their own dreams. Then the realization hits you. . .it's time to let go.

Last week, as we celebrated her 18th birthday and worked on graduation announcements, baby girl came to my husband and me to not only tell us her plans for after prom, but to ask our permission. After parties aren't uncommon. I, too, remember staying out until the wee hours of the morning that special night. But what she said left us struggling.

Seems several of the kids were planning a party. They weren't sure where, just some place without parental supervision. And yes, there would be drinking. She assured us that she had no intention of partaking, and we had no reason to doubt her. A part of me wanted to say, "No way. You're coming straight home." Then the voice of reason quietly said, "She's 18. Soon you'll be sending her out into the world. You have to trust her." Ooooo. . .that was a hard pill to swallow.

My husband and I rationally laid out the pros and cons of her decision. "Someone could put something in your drink." Her response? "They've taught us how to handle that. I keep my cup in my hands and fill it at the tap." My first thought? "They teach that now?" What a world we live in.

She listened patiently as we laid out our objections, and she seemed to overcome each of them. Then she said this, "But what if I don't go and someone there needs me? What if someone gets in trouble and I'm not there to help them?"

Wow. How do you respond to that? Mine went something like this--"Who are you and what have you done with my daughter? Oh, and could you please pass a tissue." I couldn't have been more proud.

When all was said and done, she went to prom, came home and changed, and went to a friend's house to watch movies. She didn't go to the party. My fears were alleviated. But how amazing was it to learn that this child had grown into an amazing young woman, willing to be where ever God wanted to use her to shine His light.

I guess that's all He asks of all of us. . .to be available. It's not easy. We're always afraid He might do something drastic, like send us into the mission fields of Africa. But what about the mission field next door? What if God wants to take your writing in a direction you're uncomfortable with? You feel ill prepared or you'd have to dig deeper to a place you'd rather not go? Are you willing to go where ever God leads you?

I'm open, Lord. Send me.

Coming soon. . .Barbie's Graduation!


  1. First, what a pretty girl! And second, thank God she chose wisely. You can be very proud.
    We've been through very similar circumstances up here in Montana a few times already. Our town took the all night parties to task. Now we have an all city, all night party for every school's graduating seniors. The 3 main public highschools all graduate at the University of Montana field house on the same day. Then the party is that night. It's huge! But, I know there are other parties too.
    Your daughter seems to be a very thoughtful young lady.

    I might answer that "what if" question with, "And what if the party were raided?" Being present in that case doesn't exonerate a person. Instead, by association, it implicates a person, especially those of adult age. That old adage, guilty by association, is what we try to help our kids understand. I'm so glad your daughter chose not to go. Smart girl!

    I wish you and your daughter the very best,

  2. Mindy,

    What a beautiful girl! I love her name, too.
    She sounds very smart and compassionate. YOu have every reason to be proud of her. You know when she's out there in the big bad world, she'll make smart decisions.

  3. I soooooo ran all the what-ifs through my brain. And yes, Angie, that was one of them. LOL!

    Thanks, Lindi, but Barbie is not her name. That was just a reference to her Barbie-pink dress :-)

  4. I wondered if Barbie was truly her name. Short for Barbara, I was thinking. But she looks MORE beautiful than a Barbie doll in that pink dress. I bet she's Prom Queen!

    I'm glad she made the right decision, but it really speaks volumes about going to the party in case someone needed her! WOW! I can't say I would've said the same thing at 18. What a special girl and you have every right to be proud of her. You've done a great job raising her!

    What will the world be like in 16 years when Downey is 18? Don't answer that! I just pray I can lead her down the right path!

    Enjoyed your post~

  5. Oh, I dread making those kind of decisions when my daughter's older. I pray Celina will make Godly decisions as well. God is truly amazing. Letting them go has got to be the hardest thing.

    Tell her she's lovely.


  6. What a beautiful girl! Inside too, from the sound of things. But it's hard to let go. I still call my 32 year old, baby girl. LOL