She looked for us in the crowd. She has done it every time since she was a little girl. From church Christmas plays, to school recitals, to award ceremonies - she would look for us and wave. Our eyes met, she smiled, and bounded over to where we were. She was red-faced, breathless and giddy. The long practices, blisters and sore toes, all worth it for one glorious night under the stage lights. All of the dancers were beautiful, but our eyes were fixed on our girl - her captive audience. Scott handed her a bunch of roses, just as he has done after every ballet performance for the past 10 years.
This past May she hung up her pointe shoes and picked up a set of blue and white poms. Bittersweet. The first football game of the season brought nervous excitement. A summer of practices and sore muscles and anticipation for nights like this, beneath the stadium lights. She looked for us in the crowd and smiled when our eyes met. Don't ask me about the game - I wasn't watching it! After, we met her on the field. She was red-faced and breathless and giddy.
Baby, no matter where God takes you in this life, no matter what you are doing - big or small - look for us in the crowd. I hope you find lots of moments that leave you red-faced, breathless and giddy. Daddy and I will be there, clapping and cheering you on, with silly grins on our faces.
