.....or maybe in the words of Bryan Ferry! I think though, he has a point.
My little one didn't want to stop either after her ballet class yesterday afternoon. She danced like a crazy chic all through the lesson. She danced to the car. And then when we got home, she carried on dancing. I watched her sweet expressions, the concentration on her face, her spiral curls escaping from their pins and couldn't help but feel total overwhelming love for this little 5yr old.
There was a time when I danced for hours every day. It was my life, for a while. I have all the ballet memories that a young girl could wish for and when it stopped, I guess I thought that would be that. Now I watch my daughter love to dance as I once did and it's bitter-sweet, reminding me of times that were both joyful and sad. Not one though for ever living vicariously through my children, I'm happy to see where the wind takes her - just because she is her own little self.
I do wonder if it will take her along similar paths to some of my friends from long ago. Sweet Ruth, who still dances like an angel and Joanne, who we all knew always would. I can't know what the world holds for my girl, but I'm glad that for now...she just wants to do what makes her happy, what makes her heart sing.
And then sometimes, it's nice just to be still for a while.
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