Rosedale Prom 2015
|"Under the Sea" at Rosedale Prom 2015|
Several years ago, the Rosedale Prom was started by a group of parents who were lamenting that their children would never drive or get married or have the experiences that other kids do. "They'll never get to go to prom," one said. Someone pushed back, "Why not?" There are so many things we can't control, but putting on a prom was not one of them.
|Savannah's empty wheelchair in the van|
Leading up to this year's prom I spent the day in a funk. As the time drew closer, I put on my headphones and lay on the sofa with my classical records.
"Are you alright?" Tamara asked, as we got ready.
"Just a little depressed. I don't want to go to the prom tonight," I said as I tied my bow tie.
"We'll just stay for a short time."
We took her van in honor of Savannah. Her wheelchair came with us because we're storing it in the van until we can donate it. I didn't play her Elvis tape. I didn't think I could bear it.
We stayed longer at the prom than we anticipated. We had a nice dinner in the gym with Elizabeth and Richard. Ruby and I danced. We got our photo taken. We ran into Bernardo, who was there with some of the other UT Cowboys, dancing with the kids. He hugged us and told us again how Savannah had touched him in such a way that his life would never be the same. He'd led an effort recently to raise $10,000 to build a "sensory" room at Rosedale for kids like Savannah.
|The full moon over our house as we arrive home.|
We drove home in quiet contemplation. It was a magical night as always. I was glad to have gone and been a part of the Rosedale family again.
The moon, full and shining, guided us home. Though her chair was empty, she was with us, smiling and laughing, as she did every year at prom.
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