If you are lucky, you have at least one person in your life who is perfect at what I call Life Ballet. They are those people who never complain, never explain and always go the distance. They do what others would crumble with and yet they do it with ease, grace and dignity. They laugh when it is hard, clear their throats when they get choked up and look always to themselves to make things better, not to the future, not to some lottery or contingency plan. They know that all that we do and all that we are depends on us and our attitude as we dance through life.
Because they are so good and handle it all so well you likely forget to jump in to help the way you should. You are so busy taking from their gorgeous example trying hard to emulate it in your own life. You think of them before you act- what would they do, how would they handle it.
In their beautiful way they dance through life, with broken toes in pointe shoes, and smiling face through exhaustion and tedium, giving generously when others would have nothing more to give. They twirl and twirl and twirl, never stopping to say they are tired or angry that they have to do this dance when others don’t. Hard work made to look easy.
You are the prima ballerina in this life ballet, mom.
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What a beautiful analogy and tribute…. and so lucky to have these prma ballerinas in our lives. thanks Nancy.
I know your dance Barb- and it is beautiful and graceful as well-xn
I had one person in mind when I read your life0 Ballet blog and it was the same Prima Ballerina as you picked. You arre lucky to have er as a mother and us as a friend.
thank you Sue-it is so good that her friends regard her the way I do. She is lucky with her friendships as well.
I wish I could be that ballerina.
Dear Nancy,
I read the first two sentences and thought immediately of your mother. I beieve that you have inherited the very same genes!
Love,
Marg Gadd.
thank you for that and thank you for reading- xn
I agree totally. Your mother is a prima ballerina. Your blogs are terrific. I think you must be a prima ballerina as well.
There is no doubt who the prima ballerina is in your life Nancy, as well as in the many other lives where she dances. What a lovely and deserving tribute!