Well this weekend was for the majority, spent at a dance competition. I really loved spending time with my most favorite people.
My life has always been hectic. In high school I was at the studio 3-4 nights per week, was a varsity cheerleader, worked a job at a local
ice cream shop, had a steady boyfriend, spent lots of quality time with my immediate and extended family, and got good grades through it all. In college I kept the same pace and after graduation, I just kept going even though I got a full-time job and enrolled in graduate work - I just kept teaching at the studio and coaching a dance team. It really wasn't a big deal to me, I was single and spending time with the people I cared about at the studio and my dance team was fun.
In the past few years as I met Hubs and began getting serious, I began viewing my extra jobs as a burden. I wanted to spend time with him, I wanted to relax when I got home from work, I wanted to make dinner like a normal human being. Now don't get me wrong, I had fun every single time
once I got there - but very often I didn't want to go to start with. I would come home from work and just cry because I was so mentally and emotionally exhausted and just didn't want to go work for another 2-5 hours (depending on the night).
This weekend, my love was reignited. I was reminded why I love my job at the studio. My job at the studio is very often with beginning or intermediate dancers. I feel like just when they're getting good, they get taken away from me because they get moved up to advanced or elite. It just seems like a vicious wheel that never ends for me. But this weekend, I sat watching many of my current and former students shine on stage and was reminded, that it is the purpose of my work ~ to make them excellent and then move them on to become better. While I may not have a direct hand in their dance instruction today, they wouldn't be where they are without the foundation I {along with many other amazing faculty at the studio} laid for their current teachers.
In addition to being in awe of my students, I genuinely laughed alot at the other staff. Seriously, I am so blessed to work with my best friends and get to spend the entire weekend with them doing what we love. I laughed harder than I have in a long, long time this weekend and it felt good.
So, as I prepare to begin another week, I simply take a deep breath in and count my many blessings. Seriously, I get paid to do some of the best work ever. :)
