The question is tell us about at time when you felt out of a place. The question should be when do I not feel out of place. The answer to that would be all the time. All the time. But I can give the most recent occurance and that would have been this last weekend.
Nessa Jean had the homecoming dance with her new beau and he asked her to be his date in a way that every high school girl dreams. He surprised her walking out of class with a sign asking her to homecoming with a big, beautiful bouquet of roses. That girl’s smile still hasn’t left her face.
Anyway….as customary, all the parents got together to take photos of the kids (sorry, she will always be my baby) going to the dance. To say I was nervous was an understatement. I usually never know what to say amongst parent groups where we only make our acquaintance for these rare occasions. I become tongue tied. And I usually say things that I later regret. A wrong word here, a stupid comment there. The ten minutes of chit chat feels just about three hours.
Everyone is always really nice. People want to engage with you and ask questions. But socially awkward I am. I definitely am!! But that’s ok because I guess we do these things to let someone else know you matter enough that I’m willing to be uncomfortable.
Is this my worst example of feeling out of place? No. But it is my most recent example. I may never improve in the formal etiquette of small talk. And even though I had some awkward moments, the night was still really special and I’m glad I got some snapshots to remember.
What a gentleman…he even helps ties her shoes!! Talk about a Cinderella moment. Swoon!





