Today I bought little pink slippers for my three year old daughter. She has been anxiously awaiting the beginning of ballet class. She flutters around the house with graceful little arms and legs that are trying to find their coordination. During these moments, I can't help but stop and watch her (absorbed in her on little world). She truly believes she is a ballerina princess.
After purchasing the shoes and registering her at the ballet school (where I grew up dancing), I couldn't help but wonder what the story would be for her shoes. Will these be the first of many ballet slippers or will they get one wear and then thrown to the bottom of her closet? Will these shoes spark an adoring love of dance that she can share with me? Will they lead to other shoes that support her through hours of grueling rehearsals (while she loves every minute and drop of sweat)? What will their story be? Years from now when she graduates from college, will ballet slippers still be an every day part of her life? Maybe the shoes will be only a fond memory of her childhood or maybe they will be part of her future? So many questions, so many possibilities, so many dreams... all from a pair of little pink slippers.
Elizabeth
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