Five Minute Friday: Dance
Five Minute Friday: Dance

Five Minute Friday: Dance

 

This week’sΒ 5 Minute FridayΒ is all about “dance”…just writing, no thinking…

GO

We walked into the little dance studio and it all flooded back to me. The evenings that we spent bringing Madi to this very place to shuffle, ball-change, point, and somersault while I waited in the cramped hallway, huddled around the viewing window. It had not changed much in the two or so years since we had taken her for lessons…a few more trophies on the shelves, a couple new pictures hanging on the walls. The instructors didn’t seem to age either – sweatpants, bare feet, ponytailed teachers who jumped and wiggled in dramatic fashion, enticing the little ones to do the same.

I felt like an old-timer as we slipped on tap shoes to start the class, but it still felt like new territory as I shooed Fiona and Parker into their respective classrooms. I still peeked and smiled at their excitement, still felt that tug in my chest as I saw my baby look so grown up in her hot pink ruffled dance dress, still felt so proud as I watched Parker keeping up with the kids who so obviously had been dancing for a few years already.

When does it end, that feeling of always experiencing things with your kids for the first time? When will I ever feel truly prepared for changes, transitions, new experiences?

Don’t think I ever will…

STOP

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7 Comments

  1. No never, the feeling of new experiences never really changes as a mother. Mine are teenagers now and maybe you get more settled in the change, more able to sort through change without worry. But He keeps us on our new with new experiences for sure. Nice to visit through #FF.

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