Many of you have been following our family’s journey down a long and winding road over the past couple of years, a time of significant change and adjustment. There have been many blessings, and many trials, and we have dealt with questions upon questions–some of which God has answered and some of which remain…and may always remain…unanswered.

We’ve gone from 20 years of homeschooling to full-time private schooling for the kids and full-time teaching for me. As challenging as that has been, one of the hardest things has been the change in Rosie’s dance. I posted briefly a few days ago about finding out she wasn’t going to get to perform in the studio recital in May. But the bottom line is that we’ve gone from Rosie being in dance 5 or more days per week on a dance team with the same core group of girls as well as teaching little dancers at a studio where she has grown up (9 years), to her being in one ballet class at an unfamiliar school where she can’t perform even one dance for recital.

This evening when we got to her ballet class, she discovered there were no tights in her bag. She was annoyed but trying not to get upset when Troy (the studio owner) happened by and said he had extra ones, so she headed off to change. She came out to put on her ballet slippers, only to discover that only one of them was in her bag. Yeah. By that time, she was nearly in tears. We can’t find it anywhere. The only small consolation is that they were getting too small anyway and she really needed new ones. But it was just the proverbial straw tonight.

I managed to stay upbeat while she went off to dance in her tights-feet. I whispered a prayer as the studio door closed that God would continue to strengthen her and draw her close to His heart as she stays flexible and pliable in His hand.



3 thoughts on “My daughter, Elastigirl

  1. I’m sorry that Rosie had one of *those* days. (((Hugs))) I am also very sorry that she doesn’t get to be in the recital. Why doesn’t she? Have they neglected to notice her awesomeness?

    You’re all in my prayers, Sis, for joy to remain in spite of the junk that tries to horn in on your (and Rosie’s) happy!

    Love you. Have a blessed day.

    1. Thanks so much, Sis. This was a post from 2009 that had somehow gotten left out when I imported blog entries from other blogs a few years ago, so I just recently added it. It’s interesting, though, how God allows such things to remind us of where we were and how far he has brought us. Rosie did not get to dance in that studio’s recital that year, and it was the first dance recital she missed in ten years (since she was three). That was truly one of the lowest times in our lives for many reasons including this one, and I couldn’t be more grateful to hold it up next to where God has us now. Rosie is now a dance teacher doing what she loves and using what she learned as a student to make her little dancers’ lives better. All praise to Him, the giver of all good and perfect gifts–even the ones that we’d rather not open. I love you, Sis.

      1. You’re welcome, Sis. I should have realized that it was an older post. I know Rosie is now a teacher, so I just confused all around. There are lots of those moments these days. 🙂
        Praise the Lord for all that He has brought your family to and through!
        I love you, too, Sis. Have a blessed day.

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