Amazing how fast time goes. RJ went to his first official dance last night. It was a mad scramble to find him a suit and get him looking reasonably “spiffed-up” for their school winter formal. To say that Ramon and I remain bemused would be an understatement. His date is a year older than but is in the same grade. They were holding hands! Holey-moley! And he had his arm around her waist on more than one occasion. Ramon and I kept giving each other looks like, “What the heck?” When did our little boy grow-up? And why’d he grow up so fast?!
Ramon kept imagining all sorts of scenarios and I simply took everything in stride. RJ is 14. He is young and this is his first love. I get it. I was once that young and naïve. The most important thing is that RJ does not need the feel to hide this “relationship” from us. There’s a level of trust and openness that is the hallmark of our relationship with our son. And that is a cause for celebration, not worry. He has always displayed a level of maturity that is far beyond his years. And I trust him. I trust him to make good choices. I trust him to understand consequences as they relate to one’s behavior. And I am firm in that trust.
And he’s happy, which is all I ever wish.
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