Every year for the past fifteen years I have looked forward to the second week of June. You see this is recital week and one of my virile things to do is watch my daughter dance. There are four shows during the week. The shows start at 6:00 in the evening and people start sitting outside the theater at 6:00 AM. Today, I am sitting in my chair for the last time. It is such a wonderful day. Sitting out with the other dance dads has become a tradition.
Dance has been my daughters life. Four nights a week in the studio and the majority of Saturdays. Six dance competitions a year and dancing at many Wake Forest University football and basketball games. When I watch her on stage I am so proud.
For 14 years I have been at these recitals. Every recital ends with the seniors in high school doing their last dance. The song that they dance to is Lee Ann Womack’s ‘I Hope You Dance.’ In the last few years I recall tearing up as I watched some of her friends graduate and move on during this dance. Well tonight's my daughters last dance. I almost get emotional thinking about it. All the years, the hard work, the moments of seeing her perform will be over. She will move on to college where she will no longer dance!