Last night, Sarah and I celebrated the wedding of my friend. Melanie was beautiful, Joe was handsome, and their love showed throughout the night.
Sarah knew we were getting dressed to the nines for something special. When I picked her up at Gradma's, changed her into party clothes, she pranced around the room, twirling and spreading her dress like wings. I had painted her fingers and toes, and she loves to get all "girly-ed" up.
When we finally arrived at the reception (my directionality issues bloomed in full force), she walked into the hall, waving to everyone she passed, as she traversed the tables to her seat.
Sarah made her debut with more of my friends that night, she batted her eyes, shared a flirty smile, and their hearts melted instantaneous. She sat very lady-like in her chair, during the dinner, entertaining her tablemates and they entertained her with flowers, crackers, and smiles. And cookies. The Italian Cookie table was so delicious!
So, when she was freed from her seat, heard the music, Sarah bee-lined her way, in and out of the tables (waving as she walked) onto the dance floor to join the Cha Cha dance.
"We are very blessed." And we are.
Everyday, I celebrate the blessings we've been given. God is good and Sarah is a daily, walking miracle of what love can do. She shows everyone that each moment is a precious gift. Live in the moment and dance.
Sarah, I pray you will always dance to the music, teach others to dance, and to love.