


Her Moment
Her moment to shine
To be in the spotlight
First time in a dressing room
Costume, bun and ballet slippers
Make-up too
She beams as she scans the audience
Searching for familiar faces
Ensuring the people she loves can see her
The look of concentration
My palms are sweaty
My heart is racing
I'm nervous, yet she is not at all
She dances her little heart out
Soaking up the experience of her first big moment
Applause
Flowers
Giggles
Friendship
So glad I was there
For her first big moment
I LOVE WEEKENDS, especially now that I have someone over the age of 8 to spend them with. We kicked off the weekend with Greek Fest in the pouring rain followed by the Stan
ley Cup game (with beer and nachos, of course) and finished with Aunaka's dance recital....Rob's first dance recital experience...I think he liked it. While Aunaka spend the in between with her dad, Rob and I explored some new places. We took a walk through Frog Pond, climbed to the top of the Dingle Tower and explored Dead Man's Island (which, by the way, is not really an island, but beautiful none the less).
As Aunaka digs deeper into the world of dance, it warms my heart to watch her shine on stage. It is obvious that she has found her passion, you go girlie, dance your way through life and don't let anyone stop you. I just love her, she is so full of life and attitude (as the last picture shows).
Life is good.
"dance your way through life and don't let anyone stop you."
ReplyDeleteShe's a beautiful young lady and I bet she'll be able do anything she sets her heart toward. :-)
Hey - is that a stuffed leaf thing on that plate? Rice and stuff inside? Those are *delicious*!
Hi Molytail...so nice to see that someone actually reads my blog. I kind of use it as a diary that my daughter can one day look back on and if people drop in and read it from time to time...that is a bonus.
ReplyDeleteThe leaves are called dolmades. I am not a fan, but I know many people that are.
I hope all is well in your world. I am going to go and take a peak at your blog, anything to prolong the text book that awaits me...