This past Saturday we went to our nephew, Creed’s, birthday party. He turned four. It’s always nice to hang out with family and celebrate birthdays.
For those of you who may not know, Steve has twins from his first marriage. A boy and a girl, Brandi and Brandon. They’re hardly children now, being that they each have children of their own. If Facebook had a relationship status for parents and children, ours would be “it’s complicated” to say the least.
This past Christmas was the first Christmas we’d spent with Steve’s kids and grand kids in years. It was nice watching the girls open presents and playing with them. At Creed’s party, Allyssa, the oldest grand daughter, remembered us dancing together at Christmas and asked if I’d dance with them before they had to leave. Naturally, I was happy to oblige.
We started dancing and something didn’t feel quite right. Ah! We needed music! I grabbed my phone and looked for something dance-worthy. Nothing says “dance your socks off” like What Does The Fox Say! Right?
We kicked, shook our booties, spun around and hopped like rabbits. Our dancing looked like Elaine’s dancing on Seinfeld…full body dry heaves, but Allyssa was smiling from ear to ear! At one point, she looked up at me as serious as she could be and said, “you’re good!” And she meant it! I almost busted a gut! That’s when I realized beauty really IS in the eye of the beholder! And that poor, sweet Allyssa will never be asked to be a judge on So You Think You Can Dance.
It’s the little things that mean the most to kids. It’s also the little things that mean a lot to grand parents. And it’s the little things that, I believe, God will use to heal broken relationships.
The young girls will dance for joy, and menfolk—old and young—will take their part in all the fun; for I will turn their mourning into joy, and I will comfort them and make them rejoice, for their captivity with all its sorrows will be behind them. Jeremiah 31:13