Some nights are made for us to shine!
Last night, it was my daughter's turn as she danced her way into the hearts of hundreds of onlookers in her dual roles as Fritz and the Nutcracker in the Nutcracker Ballet.
How is it that my wonderfully sweet and slightly shy nine year old daughter can transform herself into such a self-possessed performer the moment her feet hit the stage?
She has always told me that she was born to dance. Even when she was very young, she was convinced that ballet was her "thing".
I have seen her dance in other recitals; but last night it became clear to me that dance truly delights this child's soul. While she was on stage, I saw no fear, not even a hint of stage fright. All I saw was pure joy in motion!
For an instant, seeing her made me wish I were young again. If only I were limber enough and thin enough to wear a leotard and tights! After seeing my daughter dance, it is all too easy to imagine the soaring freedom of a ballerina's gravity defying leaps!
She made me want to fly!
Brava my dear child!
Brava!
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