Today, my friend Leslie and I went to sweat our butts off at Hot Yoga. She and I have been going to yoga for about a year now. Leslie's daughter, ironically enough is named Olivia, was texting her mom before our class started about this weekend's school dance. Olivia and my Olivia were in the same grade and were on the soccer team together.
Leslie's Olivia had decided that she wanted to go to the dance on Saturday. She then texted Leslie to tell her that a boy had asked her to go to the dance with him. Wow, that hit me like a ton of bricks. I don't usually let my emotions show in front of my friends but this time was different. Sitting in a dark and HOT room, I cried. Than Leslie began to cry. I cried because it was so cute that she was asked to a dance and I cried because my Olivia will never get that chance of being asked to a dance. She'll never have those butterflies in her stomach when she starts liking boys..... there is just so much that she'll never got to experience as a 7th grade girl.