Letters to My Daughters | Dance

Dear Meredith,

When you were little, you liked to dance.  So, I signed you up for dance lessons.  You loved dance class and your teacher, Ms. Allison.  Your first recital was awesome, and you were the cutest little bumble bee on the stage.

When we moved, you stopped taking dance.  We tried a studio that some of our friends here recommended, but for some reason you didn’t like it and chose to stop taking classes.

But you didn’t stop dancing.

About year ago, I watched you dancing in the living room, and asked if you wanted to take lessons again.  You said you were going to ask me later on if you could, so I started looking for a studio that had space and would place you by your ability.

The first class you tried was going too fast for you to keep up.  It had been a while since you had taken a class, but the instructor saw your ability and suggested trying a lower level to ease you back into form.  You were horribly upset.  You’re so ambitious and strict with yourself that you’d thought you’d failed and didn’t want to consider anything different.  You tried to tell me that it was not big deal, and that you really didn’t care. But you did.  You were so upset, and people usually don’t get that upset over things they don’t care about.

Once you realized this, took a breath, and let go, you went back and tried again.

And you danced.




The Spring Recital was a couple of weeks ago, and I was so happy to see you, my little dancer, up there on stage.  I loved watching you during the Christmas ballet, too, but the big recital…you made it through the year.  You enjoyed it, and have learned from it.  You set your sights on the next level, and you got there.  Next year, you’ll be in the class level you originally tried this year, plus you’ll be able to take a couple of other classes.  You didn’t fail at all….you met Disappointment, you shook its hand, and you left it behind.




You’ll run into Disappointment again, many times.  Always remember that at first, Disappointment makes you miserable, but what matters is how you deal with it.  You can let it get to you, or you can find a way around it.  There are many roads to get somewhere; some are well paved highways and others are paths of trampled grass.  Don’t discount any of them.


When you feel sad, dance.  When you’re happy, dance.  Just keep dancing.



This month, follow the link to Laura Mood’s post to her daughter.  Then, follow the links around the circle.  Over the past few months, these talented ladies have shared beautiful images and letters to their little girls, and you’re missing out if you don’t visit their pages.


  1. Laura June 13, 2013

    What a beautiful letter of encouragement! It made me teary-eyed. Love all your ballet images as well!


  2. Emily June 13, 2013

    What a beautiful little dancer you have 🙂


  3. Bonnie June 16, 2013

    Love these Misty!!! You’ve got a strong minded little lady on your hands and seeing her dance is so beautiful!!


  4. Colie June 17, 2013

    Misty she is so beautiful and graceful. So happy to see these and that she is dancing because she loves it.


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