From the moment we found out we were having a baby, BJ and I said that we didn’t care what it was, we just wanted our kid(s) to find something that they were passionate about and do it to the best of their ability. They don’t have to be the best player on the field or the best dancer on stage, they just have to try. And care. For Caroline, right now, that passion is dance.
Caroline has grown so much this past year with dance. Not only has she proven that she might not be so bad, she LOVES to perform (practicing isn’t her strongest suit – we’re working on a better practice attitude). She ROCKED her dance recital this year – dancing in four (4) dances! She knew all the moves (and lyrics to the songs), tapping her way through “NY, NY”, jamming out to “Party in the USA” finding her own moves in her Hip Hop routine and arabesquing to “Que Sera, Sera”. The hardest part of the recital was getting her hair to stay back. And in true Caroline fashion, she somehow managed to lose her hair piece and costume accessory half-way through ACT ONE. As I was dropping her off, her little lip quivered, her little eyes welled up and she said, “Mommy, I just don’t think I can do this” to which I replied, “Of course you can. Sing as loud as you can and dance your heart out”. And she did. She knew every single. step. And she did them. It was incredible to see her let loose on stage and just have fun. Just be herself. Just dance.
She reminds me every day that having fun and living life to the fullest is what it really is all about. I’m so lucky to be her Mama.
For the past two years, Caroline’s dance teacher, Bonnie Dixon, has asked me to write a poem at the opening for the recital. I’ve been honored. This year’s recital was entitled “God Is My Co-Pilot” – and to me, that had many meanings. First, I’m not in charge. And second, He’s got her. As soon as she told me what the theme of the recital was, I knew what I wanted to write. It took a while for it to all come together. But here it is – thank you, Footprints, for another incredible year of dance!
God Is My Co-Pilot
She slips on her shoes as I fasten her bun
I kiss her cheek and tell her, “Have Fun!”
She struts to the stage with a smile wide and bright
I’m amazed at her beauty as she shines in the light
I watch as she twirls and taps from the start
Concentrating hard to remember her part
Skipping and weaving, releve and flex
She flings her arms wide in a perfect arabesque
Over her feet does she stumble
To the floor does she tumble
In my seat do I fumble
“Dear Lord” I hear her mumble
“Lift me up as I dance for You in Your glory
Lift me up as I dance in praise of Your story
Hold me up as I turn, hold me tight as I leap
Give me the guidance I need to stand tall on my feet
I pray that You’ll be the music I hear
The song of my heart, calming my fears
You’ll take control of my life and show me the way
With Your powerful love and amazing grace”
And as she scooped herself up and found her place
There was a knowing look across her sweet face
In His hands, she is safe inside
God is her co-pilot and I’m along for the ride
The Lord of the Dance has everything under control
So all is well within Mama’s soul.
She’s in position, so beautiful, so bright
I hold my breath and watch her take flight.
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