I always thought I’d have a daughter who was a ballerina.  There is such romance associated with ballet…maybe because I was never graceful enough to be one myself (I still have painful memories of getting a B in my International Dance class in college!), but I definitely always dreamed of being able to see one of my girls float across a stage on pointe.

Alas, other than when they were toddlers and I forced them into tutu’s for photos or for the ‘cuteness’ factor…there will never be ballet shoes in my house.  They’ve all got their own thing…which is fine…my heart still sings and I beam with pride when I see them doing what they love.  But I can still live vicariously through my friends and clients…

{One of these ballerinas is also a classical guitarist as well…}



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