Thanks to the generosity of my friend Sue in Florida, my husband and I flew up to northern California for a family reunion centered on a special event: our daughter’s dance showcase. I had a fever that finally broke at 3 a.m., just six hours before we were to board our flight. Unfortunately, other flu symptoms did not abate. In fact, they grew worse over the next two days. But there are some events you can never replicate and this was one of them.
Both of our daughters started taking lessons at dance studios just after the diaper stage and continued through their college years. Our younger daughter is graduating early next year, so this was her final performance. That also means it was our final time as parents to attend one of their dance shows after 20-plus years.
Students can choreograph dances, and Alex’s number last year was a huge hit (and that’s not just me sayin’ it, either). This year, she decided to stick with the fun vibe and also pay tribute to her many years of dance with a 2-minute number that I don't think she started until about four weeks before the show. (Watch the video and you'll find out why.)
This was taken on opening night. The next night, we had better seats and I could have gotten a better video with more of the audience’s enthusiasm and the dancer’s animation. But I didn’t want anything to come between me and that last dance. Not a camera. Not a comment. And certainly not loud stomach gurgles and dry heaves I tried so hard to suppress.