Last Friday, my daughter went to her 8th-grade dance. There was the dress, the pictures, the friends, the excitement, the small moments that somehow become big memories before we even realize it. Watching her step into that milestone brought me right back to my own 8th-grade dance. Not because of the decorations. Not because of the music. Not because I remember every detail of what I wore or who stood where in the gym. But because of the boy I went with. Years later, when I w
