Ahhh, this will probably be one of my favorite pictures. It would be better if I had my original pointe shoes, but they are up north. They are beautiful - grungy, falling apart, no longer pink. I love them. I think to this day there is really not anything worse than getting new pointe shoes. They are stiff and uncomfortable. Once they are all worn in - they are great! That being said, I do not think I truly appreciated my pointe shoes or even ballet in general until I was about 16...actually I know I didn't truly appreicate it until the year I danced to "Memory" from Cats. After that, I finally understood what it meant to be a ballerina and I loved it.
I remember being so excited to get those tap shoes. I finally got "big girl" tap shoes that had a bit of a heel. What was even better was when I got to have "jingle taps." It took me a while to master how to tap with the jingles without sounding sloppy, but in the end it was worth it.
I love to dance. I have always loved to dance - for as long as I remember I have loved it. When I did the recital last year - first recital since I was 17, I was nervous. Who wouldn't be? Old fat ladies dancing = GROSS. But the exhileration of being on the stage again was priceless. It is the one place that I am always comfortable. It doesn't matter that I hate myself, when I'm on the stage with whatever shoes I have on and those lights are shining all bright - I love myself. Those are moments I will cherish forever.
Two you were two when you first sat through a ballet on tv and told me that's what you wanted to do. I was on a mission to find you the best dance teacher I could. Linda Friis was it. She helped you gain that stage presence you have now. Never let it go.
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