Michael’s mother and aunt flew in for a visit this past week to watch Anne dance in her studio’s production of The Wizard of Oz. With a twelve hour drive separating us we don’t get to see them very often, so when the family gets together it becomes a whirlwind of activity. This weekend was no exception.
Friday was opening night for the recital, so after a light lunch and a quiet afternoon we dropped Anne off at the theater for one final dress rehearsal. Michael and I bought flowers and got a quick bite to eat, and returned to the theater for the show. With over 300 students in the production it was a long night, but the show was well done and we were impressed by the talent and hard work that all the students had poured into their routines. The music was a mix: there were songs from Wicked, The Wizard of Oz, and more contemporary pieces, but it all blended well and added some variety to the show that could appeal to all tastes.
Anne was a bubble for Glenda the Good Witch, and her troupe did a marvelous job with the cute factor cranked up. I was so proud of her for her first recital, and was happy when she told me she wants to continue in dance.
Saturday my family and the in-laws came to the performance, and afterwards we went out for dinner and dessert at The Grand Traverse Pie Company. I enjoyed a Spinach Goat Cheese wrap with blackberry applesauce, it was just the perfect combination of tangy and sweet.
Sitting in the afterglow of Anne’s performance I am feeling a little nostalgic. A first dance recital is a major milestone in parenting, and it is bittersweet knowing that time still marches on. My in-laws are flying home today, and after a crazy week I look forward to slipping back into a familiar rhythm. However my heart is heavy. My once peaceful home has become heavy with silence, and the warmth and laughter that surrounded my table for these past few days has turned into echoes.
We are already planning our next family trip, but in the meantime I will miss them. This week was a solemn reminder that no matter how crazy life may get, you must always try to live in the moment because tomorrow is never promised. Cherish everything.
Question of the Day:
What is your favorite thing to do when you have out of town guests? We ate out and went shopping, but it was the moments we spent talking around the table just being with one another that I liked best.