My first recital as a dance studio owner happened last weekend. The few weeks leading up to recital were hectic and stressful and exciting. Turns out I have a tendency to be a "detail Nazi" when it comes to volunteer assignments. So I was up until 7:00 or 8:00 in the morning working, sleep for a few hours and then wake up and start all over again. Needless to say, I didn't sleep much.
The recital went better than I could have ever imagined. My dancers did awesome and all had a blast. My volunteers were incredible. I had about 20 or so friends give up their Saturday night to come out and help. They were awesome. I am most certainly blessed with the friends that I have. Recital was quite the culmination of nerves, a sense of accomplishment, gratefulness, humility, and relief. And I STILL couldn't sleep.
The day after recital was the memorial for my grandma. She died in December, but it was the first time that the whole family was going to be in town so we had it then. It was great to see my family.
Then came the Rev Dance Company auditions. The turnout was WAY bigger than I expected. There were some nice surprises there as well. And some great talent. Last year, I had a small but mighty competitive team of 7 girls. Now? 34 girls and 2 boys. Which is exciting! And crazy. And just a little bit stressful.
This past Friday one of my dancers was killed in a car crash. She was 18, just graduated from high school, and was just an incredible kid. She was so funny. And kind. And smart. Did I mention funny? It's been hard on me; it's been hard on my girls. So if anybody actually still reads my blog, please pray for the Senft family and my dancers. The wake is on Tuesday afternoon - it's going to be a hard day for all of us.
Stress, excitement, relief, more excitement, more stress, and grief. There's of course so many other emotions - I'm just not feeling too "wordy" tonight.
