As I watched my girls in their first dance class yesterday I was reminded that we are all different.  Obvious?  Yes…but do we accept that…No.  We still compare, compete and want what we don’t have.  My girls…opposite in everyway… Heidi doing summersaults all over the place, Eva...struggling, crying, BUT never giving up.  No matter what Eva has joy…a joy for life that I certainly can learn from.

As I emailed my friend today and exchanged a few stories of our girls, she told me her daughter didn’t make the volleyball team.  To an almost-teenager that is devastating…those in-between years, being part of a team (especially a team of girls) is like the perfect accessory to an outfit…it’s a must! 

What my friend reminded me is…our love for them is not based on accomplishments but on who they are.  It’s also is indicative of Gods love for us…not based on what we do but just there for us to bask in.

So I say dance dance dance, do summersaults even when you can’t, and bounce cause YOLO!!  If you don’t know what YOLO is…GOOGLE it…I DID!