I had to run to Target to get the girls a couple of things for the winter showcase today and saw this as I was coming up the stairs.
I couldn't resist taking a few pictures.
Though as I did, I realized something....
My work here is done.
No longer am I needed to do hair, make-up or costume changes.
Instead, I get to sit back and marvel at the two incredible young women they have become,
the friendship they share, and their love of dance.
It's been an incredible ride with these two, and I have loved every moment of it (yes, even the challenging parts). And while I know that my work here isn't really done, in a way it is. Getting to see all I had hoped and dreamed for them becoming reality, getting to see the fruits of the love and magic that was poured into them become *this* really is something that is hard to put into words. There's a sense of pride in a job well done (the onlly job I have ever truly felt was what I was meant to do) along with a sense of sadness that retirement from my most favorite job in the whole wide world is not far off. But what remains is gratitude. Gratitude for their strong bond to eachother, as well as to David and I. Gratitude for all that we got to expreince together all these years. Gratitude that we chose the path less traveled by and that it has made all the difference. xo
