The Real Sweetness of the Night

We were given 3 tickets to the American Idol concert last Saturday night. I was thrilled to make it into a special date night with our little guy and his buddy. Lights, loud music, loads of people – they loved it.

Part way into the second half, I noticed Briggs staring at the open space at the back of the floor seating area.

He was captivated.

I looked down to see a family dancing. There were 4 young children, mom and dad. They were getting their groove on, spinning and twirling on the mock dance floor, trading partners and sharing special time hand-in-hand with one another. All looked carefree and natural and were smiling from ear to ear.

I was captivated.

That glowing, dancing family of 6 included one child in a wheelchair. While this detail caught my attention, it clearly wasn’t something to which they gave a second thought. They were deep in their moment.

The beauty of the ease with which they naturally incorporated any required modifications was so touching. It was an inspiring reminder that we all have the ability to celebrate the moment. We all can dance.

With happy tears streaming down my face, I never did look back to the stage.

While Phillip Phillips crooned from the front, my eyes were on the back watching the real sweetness of the night.