The dress was hanging in the closet, begging to be worn by the sassiest five year old I’ve ever known. The date for the ballet recital came and went on the calendar. I know I am probably the only one that noticed, but I just had to see her dance in the Cinderella blue dress.

I took Sebastian and Mary Alice to a field near our church and no one was there. I loved every second of watching her twirl and spin. I loved how the light sparkled off the sequins.

I loved how Sebastian watched her every move and tried his hardest to keep up with her.

We had an amazing time just letting her march to her own drum. I’m so thankful for them. They keep reminding me to dance.

Oh friends, there will be ballet recitals again. And soccer games. And Easter Egg hunts. And road trips to amazing diners in the middle of nowhere.

Hang in there. We can do this.