Spinning around and around. That's what my little girl does in her yellow tu-tu, made by hands of love. Each dainty stitch represents a little bit of the love that is held in the heart of the maker. She is my little princess, our little ballerina who dances into our hearts with every little look, and twirl. I can't help but think the beauty of this scene must glorify the heavenly Maker as much as it does the earthly seamstress. She fingers the yellow ribbons so daintily tied around her tiny ballerina's waist. She swishes, and swooshes from side to said, smiling her sweet little smile, and I feel a twinge in my throat as tears of so many emotions spring into my eyes. One emotion is this, God's beauty wrapped up into one little package I call Annie. Two, memories of my own childhood, dancing in pink lace tu-tu's and frilly dresses made by the same loving hands as this little yellow creation. Three, dancing with my Daddy as this little yellow ballerina dances with her Daddy, standing on the tops of his feet, his very own Cinderella. And now, things have come full circle and I and my Cinderella dance, hand in hand, arm in arm, toe to toe... all the while glorifying our Maker, and the honorable seamstress. SO thank-you Father in heaven for creating the dancers, and thank-you Mom for creating the passions, means and tu-tu's the grow the dancers. For those things, we are blessed.
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